78 Could it be? (AVOT)

Slaine stood defiantly, his lips curling into a malevolent, self-assured grin. Rhain remained stationary, his arms wrapped protectively around Daisy, both of them situated behind Lysander.

"You think killing me will be simple, Vampire?" Slaine taunted. "I possess as many lives as the vampires I've extinguished. Care to guess that number?"

"Lucky for both of us, then," Lysander retorted, unflinching. "I find myself rather bored, with ample time to kill you as often as you claim to have killed my kind."

Slaine's laughter echoed darkly through the air. "Ah, but you assume you'll have that luxury. What if I kill you first?"

He wasn't bluffing, Rhain thought. He had many lives and that was very unsettling. 

"Take Daisy and go," Lysander ordered without turning his head.

Rhain hesitated, reluctant to comply without understanding Lysander's strategy. "I said go," Lysander reiterated, his voice tinged with urgency.