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Samuel looked down at the angry woman. "I couldn't stop even if I wanted to! You fools obviously don't understand what Voidmaster are. Only the rain can heal me now." He said as he jumped in front of the woman. "I am consumed by the ultimate darkness. They control me, and i do their bidding. It pains me to do these, because if I don't kill you, they hurt me. Only the rain can make them leave me." he said

Samuel jumped behind the huge beast. He pulled out his Desert Eagles with pure silver bullets. "Die you beast!" Samuel shouted as he shot at the monster.

The creature sensed movement behind him as he was near Layna. Quickly, he sidestepped to the left and away from the oncoming bullets. One of them wizzed by one of his hind legs as he moved away. Kamahl let out a bestial roar which reverberated throughout the park. He wanted human flesh....the flesh of an immortal didn't satisfy his tastes right now. Slowly, he began to pace about the area, keeping his eyes on the attacking vampire.

Layna felt herself shaking, but regained her composure. It was going to get bad. Layna leaned forward, putting her hands on the ground. Her body was shaking all over, and she smiled slightly. "You should know, Vampire. Kamahl knows how to deal with Vampires, and...he's not alone here." She muttered, chewing on her lip.

As the vampire jumped toward him, he lunged forward as well with deafening speed. When Kamahl got within range of the katanas, one of them caught his front leg and the other barely missed the top of his head. The creature growled as he landed in front of the vampire. Kamahl's blood dripped down his front leg and onto the ground. He looked down at it for a moment and knelt down further to lap it up with his tongue. The wound had already begun the healing process that was enhanced from being a lycanthrope. His eyes narrowed as he looked beyond the vampire. A figure could be seen hiding amongst the bushes and it looked like he had a camera. A flash could be seen from the camera but, unknown to the photographer Kamahl had his eyes set on him. Once more, Kamahl quickly made his way toward the vampire and feinted an attack on him. At the opportune moment, he changed his direction and leapt onto the unsuspecting photographer.

The creature growled with pleasure as he felt the warmth of human blood underneath its claws. And with one swift motion, he ripped out the throat of the photographer. Kamahl's eating habits in this state were horrible, but he was quick and efficient. After a few moments he received his fill of human flesh and stopped.

That was one thing Layna could never stomach. The fact that they needed flesh to thrive. She put a hand to her mouth and her nostrils flared at the metallic odor. "I've met many a Voidmaster. In fact one has tried to kill me. But they didn't. You could control it. If you so chose." She said, her grey eyes darkening.

As the wolf clamped down on Samuel, he tightened his muscles in pain. He threw his arm, which threw the wolf off of him. "Yes, it is true that I could control it. But I'm starving!" Samuel looked at the photographer. He was still bleeding a bit. Samuel jumped over to the dead mortal, and feasted on the blood. He would now slowly turn normal again, but it would take a few hours. Samuel used the shadows as his weapons. They crept up to him, and held the two Desert Eagles. Now, Samuel could use all four of his weapons. ((The swords are made of silver Kamahl, as are the bullets. you wouldn't have healed form it. silver kills werewolves.))

((See ya Kamahl))

Layna closed her eyes, and pulled her legs up against her chest. She hated the sickening thud of her heart. It beat too quickly when she was scared or excited. She sighed, pulling in a deep breath, and leaned back against the tree, putting a hand to her fevered forehead. She was glad she was able to control the change.

((And no, that is not entirely true. Yes, it can be deadly, but it depends on the injury))