Consort moved right when Phei disappeared... she disappeared too from the far side of the mirrored winter and arrived beside one of the male Vampires so abruptly that even his crimson eyes barely managed to contract before her katana was leaving its sheath.
Consort drew her sword, she turned her wrist so fast than instant and thrust.
The motion was immaculate as her blade seemed to begin its journey halfway through the Vampire's body, the distance between the sheath and his heart having somehow been discarded as unnecessary.
He survived because Vampires possessed an obscene relationship with speed:
A circular blood shield erupted between them, deep crimson and strangely translucent, its surface trembling like a membrane stretched across an abyssal sea. Layer after layer of compressed blood occupied that thin barrier, enough blood aura to drown cities was reduced into a disc scarcely wider than his torso.
