Dexter couldn't even read the words completely when he felt something on his back tearing and then two golden, metallic looking wings bursted out of his back and folded in front of him.
The katana landed on the wings and the wings opened forcefully, throwing Brian backwards.
Dexter stood up and looked behind him at the majestic wings he acquired. At this point, he now felt like the wings were a part of him, like an organ.
'I think I understand what an adaptation is now.' Dexter thought as he cracked his knuckles.
"I see you have a few tricks up your sleeves. So are you an angel vampire or what?" Brian said as he stood up and began walking around him.
'The wings of fate was strong enough to withstand the attack of the katana. Maybe because it's not a part of my vampire body?' Dexter questioned in his mind as he payed attention to Brian.