In an hour's time, Damien had killed more than six animals and wasn't yet satisfied. Suddenly he heard a rustle from above and he took the gun that he carried with him. Pulling it from his back to shoot right above him for a person to fall down on the ground.
The person had dark scale-like features. Eyes that resembled a snake and tongue that slithered in and out of her mouth.
"What do we have here? A corrupted vampire?" asked the black witch with a grin on her face which made her look ugly in his eyes.
"And an ugly black witch. By any chance, you have the antitode which will cure my current condition," he asked without dropping down his gun down to his side.
"Should have asked before calling me ugly," said the black witch, to throw a sharp metal towards him. All he had to do was take one step to the left to let the metal pass by his face.