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It wasn't long before the girl's train of thought considered regeneration that the small pool of violence quickly started reforming itself. A spiral of blood and energy come together, quickly refilling the vampire's life and reforming his body.
Within a zilch, the vampire finds himself reformed, with healing prowess enough to make physical damage seem negligent. Such hefty damage definitely took a hit on his stock, thought, and a refill was definitely in order.
Despite all the previous commotion, though, the vampire seemed to hold no current enmity, merely resting on his knees with a wide grin on his face, not unlike someone who's just had the time of their life. "Heh.. You got me good, brat. What's your name?"