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Just before the vampire could say something else, he let out a gasp of pain when Ashley kicked him, following by a punch that made his head spin. “Fuck! B-Bastard.” Coughing up a little bit of blood, the vampire glared and threw his own punch, obviously lacking in real skill. All he really knew was to throw his fists around and kick whenever he thought he should, showing no skill in actual combat.
Only managing to get one kick in, the man took a step back, obviously looking way more pathetic then earlier. "Who knew a little bitch could fight." He spat, blood slightly covering his lips as he did.
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~Ernest Gaines
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