You are already annoying me

"Blood sacrifice," said an unknown voice as a red mark appeared on the shoulders of all the guards, both the dead ones and those trapped below Trins' cloud of black needles.

"Hello, beautiful lady. Did you think a vampire would die that easily?" Arm Number Nine began walking towards Trins, moving his arms as if he were the conductor of an orchestra, with the guards' screams of pain as his music, draining all their blood from their bodies.

"What a beautiful melody," said Arm Number Nine as all the guards' bodies became dried husks, resembling mummies. Upon realizing this, after overcoming the shock of seeing so many people simultaneously turned into mummies before her, Trins directed the black rain towards Arm Number Nine, striking every part of his body and creating hundreds of holes throughout.

"Don't scare me like that; it makes me tired," Trins said, yawning immediately after.