“Jade…” Calcifur says her name softly. Still holding her close he looks down at her with unreadable eyes. Carefully considering his words before he continues, he speaks after a few moments of silence. “I could give you some grand reason for the events have unfolded tonight, but it would be hollow truth. The reality of it all is that you are in this situation because the trash out there were hungry and because I have made a serious of impulsive decisions. For now, that will have to be enough for you. Besides what really matters, to you, is the future.” He releases her and steps away.
The sounds of combat are drawing closer, Calcifur has been keeping tabs on the fights progress, between his senses and the flow of information from his familiars he might as well be watching the fight firsthand. As he has suspected would happen, the humans have been able to organize and properly arm themselves and as such the lesser vampires are being pushed back. Not that this group of so-called vampires is at all a good example of how powerful his kind can be. Truly pathetic for those that would cling to his lineage.
Leaning against the wall near her, Calcifur looks at her with intense eyes. He must prepare her for what is to happen next. With the threat of oncoming combat, he moves to a more relaxed state. Calcifur’s stance in tranquil and his voice shows no signs of worry or stress. “The humans from your village are coming. They’re led by your father.”
Clashing steel and inhuman screeches of the lower vampires push ever closer to them. The humans led by the girl’s father are surprisingly organized in their attempts to thwart the creatures that attacked them. In addition, he can feel the humming interference of a human spell pressing on his mind. A mere annoyance.
He announces that her father is here with all the casual attitude of someone speaking of the weather before continuing nonchalantly, “I really didn’t feel like killing anything else tonight and yet I can’t allow this affront to me to go on. They seek to take what is mine and some wretched human mage as cast an anti-teleportation spell to trap me here. More proof of their slights to me. So, in all likely hood, if they persist in this foolish attempt to retrieve you and kill me, I will be forced to turn all the humans here into my thralls. A miserable fate and, honestly not that much better than death.” Calcifur looks at her with a look of grim amusement on his face and shrugs in mock despair.
“Honestly, I would rather not do anything that might make you sad. So… I don’t suppose you could somehow convince them to stop this when they finish dealing with the trash and make it to us?”