10-17-2004, 12:15 AM
As soon as the force bubble dropped Hank hurled himself forward once more. Warren had been shaken by the impact on the shield and was kneeling groggily on the ground several feet away. His mighty leg muscles powered his massive frame swiftly across the short distance and seconds later the claw tipped fingers of one hand closed around the neck of their attacker, digging mercilessly into the undead flesh. His mind raced through alternatives, he didn't have a stake or holy water to hand never mind a crucifix. Suddenly he remembered another way to stop a vampire.
Not pausing to let the realisation of what he was about to do overwhelm him, Hank reached swiftly around the recovering Worthington and ripped one of the razor sharp metal feathers from his captives wings. "Forgive me!" he thought as he sliced it with all his strength towards the exposed throat above his huge hand.
Not pausing to let the realisation of what he was about to do overwhelm him, Hank reached swiftly around the recovering Worthington and ripped one of the razor sharp metal feathers from his captives wings. "Forgive me!" he thought as he sliced it with all his strength towards the exposed throat above his huge hand.
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