The vampire cried out as his legs buckled. Before he could recover, Addison sprang up behind him and drove her dagger into the base of his neck. The blade tore through his throat and burst out the front of his Adam's apple in a spray of blood.
He gurgled violently, but even as his knees hit the ground, he slashed backward with claws like knives.
Addison had already yanked the blade free and leapt clear of his reach, distancing herself just in time.
But she had no room to breathe.
Another vampire lunged at her, claws extended and eyes wild. He didn't care if he took off a limb or two, so long as she was still breathing, they could drag her back broken.
Addison scrambled back, dodging the first strike, but the remaining two were closing in quickly. They moved with eerie coordination, surrounding her like predators boxing in their prey.
She was cornered.
"This woman is feisty, I like her." One vampire said.
