Just as he stepped out the door, a gun shot was heard, and it's target was him, with lightning reflexes he catches the bullet with his bare hands. The man who shot the bullet looked at Vlad incredulously, how could a man dodge a bullet and catch it at point blank. It was unheard of. He then calmed down and took three more shots, his training took over, the shots were heading for Vlad's head, heart and shoulder, even if he dodged one, he would still be caught by another one, but, Vlad still caught all of them. The bullets for him, weren't moving, possibly because he had forced himself to move in overdrive, meaning everything becomes slower and he moves faster.
As he caught all 3 of them, the gunner had a slight heart attack, this guy was able to catch all bullets, this guy is more than a human. Vlad having had enough, decided it was time to attack, he moved at a controlled speed, a very fast one, towards the gunner. As he was reaching the gunner his eyes change into those of a predator, a ferocious beast, when he reached the man he grabbed his neck, and lifted him up. He asked a question; "who sent you here?" The man started shivering, he was close to crying, he promised himself, if he were to live, he would become an honest man, and use the money he gained from odd jobs here an there, in the name of good. Little did he know, he wasn't going to have the chance to do so.
The man answered in a scared voice, "esteemed sir, it was the White horse group of Black Stone City, they want revenge for what you did to their young master."
"So, they only sent a mortal? Or is there someone else."
"Sir there is someone else, he's a mage sir."
"Hmm, perfect, I'm a sorcerer, we are stronger than mages."
"But sir, she's an archbishop. Oh wait never mind, your minds the limit."
When Vlad heard that, something clicked in his head, he pushed out with his senses and felt his surrounding, in the 3rd floor of the hotel, he could feel a massive amount of magic force gathering, ready to shoot out a devastating spell. Vlad thought, 'lets put a cap on that.' As Vlad did so, the woman exploded. Vlad had also put a barrier around her so as not to make noise, he also cleared up the mess.
Now, Vlad looked at the gunner, before he could even think, fangs grew out from beneath his gums, and he moved closer to the gunners neck, as his fangs penetrate a vein, he starts to suck, within a minute the body had become dried up. Vlad felt energized, like he could do anything. Without further ado he walked out the building, calmly, like he hadn't killed two people.
For a whole hour he asked for directions to the library, on the way there, he met many duos- like the one he killed in the hotel-who were looking to exact revenge for their respective young master. None of them succeeded they were all swept aside, like ants. Even their numbers were useless. Vlad was to strong for them, he became increasingly arrogant, and that arrogance will lead him to a place he doesn't want to be in.