Narcissus set to work dismantling the others, they were alive, but all of them bore injuries that would never heal naturally. The most shameful by far, was the wound they all bore, being stripped of their fangs, arms and armour.
"You had the best move, find shade before the sun comes up." Narcissus said, looking to the east where the sun was only a few hours from rising.
As they fled, Narcissus turned around and offered Carl the armour. "It's nice, but not really my style."
Narcissus chuckled again. "No, this is the easiest way to fulfill my first order. This is called twilight day armour, it protects even full vampires from intense sunlight. In the hands of your half-vampire, she should live an almost perfectly normal life if she wears this."
"Great, thank you! Is it the material, or is it some kind of magic or blessing?"
