Costin
The vampire couldn't believe what she just heard. This was just too rich. She knew they were strong, no doubt, their smelled like certain doom even for her. She clutched at her face, trying to contain herself, but something about that man's smell put her on edge, like she had already smelled that man before.
It was the same as him. The one who cursed her blood. This would be fun.
"Heh! Heheheheheeheh, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! You're a laugh riot, punk! Fine then! But I've got a request too. Go rip that stupid mask off your face and shove it up your eye-socket like the maggot you are!" She flipped him the bird with a canine grin, her pent up malice and hatred billowed like a rotting can only to explode, causing the sewers to shift coldly and the water to turn reddish for a split second. It was as if the underground was drenched in blood and gore for an instant before returning to normal.
Her stance changed to that of a beast about to strike, altough relaxed as ever there was no hidden hint of animosity in her pitch black eyes, crowned with crimson irises which could tear a man to shreds. Her limbs were coated with blood like steel, donned with claws that could tear a car apart.
"You reek, you dumb motherfucker, I just can't stand your fucking smell. I'll gut you, drain you, rip your lungs off your nose, tear you to pieces and smear you on the wall like shit! Entertain me you lowlife trash!" The beast howled with battle-hungry glee before leaping forth. She couldn't care less how strong they were, she hadn't done this in too long, and could hardly contain this itch any longer.