Jocelyn could feel fear rise in her, she couldn't help it, she was terrified, she struggled against Vladimir's minion but to no avail, whens he realized it was pointless she glared up at Vladimir as he twirled her hair.
Christon opened one eye to give her a look, though there was slight amusement in his eyes, he stopped leaning into her hand and moved to the root that was wrapped around her ankle. Using his sharp fangs, though careful not to hurt her, he chewed through the root, releasing her. Once she was free he looked at her, wondering what she would do.