Aw yea consider yourself fuckin' SMOTE, you son of a bitch!

The creature stood and watched as the would-be hunter staggered away, making sure to let him feel her eyes on his back until he was well out of view.

Then she lifted her oversized hands and dusted them off in a way that seemed far too human to be coming from a giant specter.

It was only after that that she turned around, seemingly remembering the victim of attempted-slaying that she'd just prevented from being turned into a pile of ash. Oh, right! Probably ... a good idea to make sure he was all right.

She took a step towards the cowering vampire, hand raised-- ... only to freeze as the second thoughts hit.

And they were pretty big second thoughts.

Rescinding that step forward, she started to back away instead, giant claws balling themselves into unsure fists.

Shit.