Marshall would feel himself being yanked back up to his feet by the hair. The vampire groggily wobbled on shakey knees, reaching out to grab at his attacker. This wasn't so he can retaliate, more so to try and keep himself standing. However, while he was down and kicked, Marshall's fingers managed to brush up against the lead pipe he had in his hand when he entered the boiler room. Taking the weapon in his hand and being cloaked by the dim light of the room, he wanted until he was fully standing to his feet and felt his head being pushed roughly towards the pipes on the wall. Instinctively, he stiffened his body to try and prevent himself from having his brains bashed all over the wall. Instead, he would try to use his weapon to his advantage and would attempt to swing it at his attacker's midsection.
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