[Watching him petrify was like seeing that night all over again. Hol's terror was rather an addiction in itself. Yet one he could quickly bore of if he sent the man catatonic.]

Heh, yet that would be too easy.

[He almost liked him better in that other form. Almost. The vampire abhorred monsters of any sort. It felt like a mockery to himself that this world could just turn them from the creatures they had become on a whim.]

You should have died a man.

[Pulling the barrel back, he hoisted the weapon away and turned to simply depart, leaving Hol to soil himself in tears or...]