Jadamine lay there on the ground her heavy head being held up by the hand of a hunter who sought the destruction of her family. A family that was once massive and was very quickly cut down by three fourths of its original size. A family that was tight nit, and looked out for one another, a family who's life now dangled in the hands of the younger vampire. Julius, a vampire through what information she could gather on his past. Was the very thing you would call worthy of a leader.
Laying there, as her blood slowly flowed from her body. Jadamine smiled. She smiled knowing that in her demise something better would come of it.
Being taken aback by her smile Mathias scowled at her puzzled as he felt his anger begin to rise. "Why are you smiling?!" he growled at her his grip tightening around her chin, adding to the intense pain that stabbed at her body.