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*she nods understanding the girls statement* your right i have forgotten what i had previously said thank you for reminding me and i appologize for jumping down your throat like i did *she looks at the back door* i think you could probably go back there to go to the inn

The battle in the east goes well for the hand full of Crimson Knights as they fight off the dozens of vile vampires. Crimsons Knight easily hold thier ground as the vile vampires are beaten down as quickly as possible, not being known for failing they live up to thier reputation as they deal with the pest.

Led by an unknown force the vile retreat slowly backing away from the area as they thin out. Most unusual for vile vampires as they are not known to have the intelegence to retreat or come up with any plan that doesn't involve just feeding off the living.

Unbeknown to the towns people the three or four vile ones that managed to get passed the guards and knights come move in hiding behind building and in alleys. they each take a path working thier way slowly into the town undetected. As they move through the shadows and stomp in the rain the lightening and thunder conceal thier actions as one of them finds a couple and quickly feeds.

The people in town enjoy thier night well most everyone but the couple that just become food. Mean while in the tavern the people rejoice as the expect worst and hope for the best from thier gaurds and the Knights.

By the time Ella had reached the battle towards the east, it was practically over. Brows furrowed she looked from side to side, something was wrong. Very wrong. Never in all her years had she heard of the vile ones, the vampires blind by blood lust, retreating as if they had a sense of what was happening around them. Turning on heel she dashed back into town, something in her gut told her that they had retreated for a reason other then failure…
Sometimes, vampires went on raids to capture humans- blood dolls. Had it all been a diversion? She shook her head, it was a silly thought, but the vile ones were more often then not the younger vampires who were never taught control, and because of such they were disposable. A good diversion. Clearing her head she made it to the tavern where people were talking and drinking. She walked past and made her way up a building. She would just watch, as she always did. After all, maybe they had fufilled their lust. Though now was not the time for her to ponder such things, she had to stay alert.

Harlock's armor is far to superior to be doubted in the rain. You would say that it is advance, and infact for being a simple armor it is. He made supressors to fitted them into the helm. This way each rain drop or hit to the head will not be heard by him. It will still make a "ding" noise, but to him it would be completely silient.

Harlock Started to entertain the crowd with various uses of his strength. He would do push ups against others to test who was stronger. Still only wearing his suit he prooved great then the man that completely undressed himself down to the shorts. The crowd was mostly human, that he could see for himself. They didn't know that he was a half breed. And even if he was not a vampire it wouldn't make a difference on how strong he was. He is what his history has made him. The gilded hollow man, that successfully makes friends with the surrounding environment.

He grew up with friends that ran a similar place like this. So he knows what the crowd wants, and he instantly knows who they are. Even if he has never meet a person, he has a full wisdom of people.

Harlock was competing against one significantly strong man that kepted up with him in push ups and the arm wrestle. So Harlock implied, "Your quite a strong! What do you say if we..." He paused for a second and tilted his head slightly, the refrained to the subject. "If we do push ups with others on our backs!?" The other man accepted the challenge!

A pure show of strength, who was better with a flock on them. Harlock and the stranger got to their stations as a few jumped on board on both the men. Others started cheering and throwing down bets on who would win. The bets were even between them, and the cheers were the same.

Harlock could tell that this was a night to remember. They started to go at it, and as they went on more and more piled up on top of them. But when it seemed that this was going to continue all night, the opponent fell due to exhaustion. Harlock had won, with only a drop of sweat that dripped from his helmet.

Ella raised a brow, impressive for both the men. Though she could lift several people, they would not be able to sit on top of her small frame. She was now on he ground, watching the people with a slight amount of amusement. Most of the women were fawning over the strongest of the men, and she wondered often why no women tried to be strong, or participate. Human females were weak, and often wore dresses, which they couldn’t do anything in. Looking down Ella realized she didn’t so much look like a typical female in her lightweight black hide armor. Even if she was a human she would dress like this, though. She had never been fond of standing at the sidelines fawning over people because they were better then her.

Between the beat of thunder and rainfall she could swear she had heard an echo of a woman’s scream. Looking from the competition she kept her ears alert, and was sure she could catch the smell of blood in the damp air. “What the hell is going on…” Her eyes narrowed and she took a few steps forward.

The young woman ran quickly but soon the vampires caught up to her. Her screams became louder and more frantic as the vampires cornered her behind a building. They didn't jump at her but it seamed like they were trying to get attention from someone or something as they would only scratch at her and hiss violently at her in the rain.

The young womans screams quickly became quiet as the fear and exhaustion over took her, she had heard of the vile vampires being near the town but never dreamt that she would ever see one with her own eyes. They never ventured close to the inner parts of the town, she had known some vampires in her life and most were calm and collected but these were vile creatures of the night, she could see the lust for flesh in their eyes and could smell the blood dripping from them as she began to fal back and fainted before them.

The vile vampires screeched and howled as beast would roaring into the night sky as the rain fell down upon them, it was clear to them that if that had not gotten attention then nothing would. One quickly grabbed the young womans leg and tugged on it slowly dragging her across the paved alley way as the other scratched at her to get a response.

Within the tavern the old owner stood up slowly and nodded to himself as he waved towards the attention depraved Harlock " come on this way " He grinned as he strapped his sword to his back and moved behind the bar into the back "and hurry up!!!"