Vera looked at Kayla and nodded. "He won't splash if he's paralyzed."
She looked at Aravi, and liked the idea of her using her claws to deliver the poison. It was efficient, and not as messy as say slicing his throat open or shooting an arrow through his skull. Vera looked at the pond, and saw that the water too was a weapon she could use. She looked over at Aravi and Kayla, and pointed her nose to the water. "The paralysis takes time to dissipate. Depending on the dosage. Whatever is in there will last quite some time."
Frankly, snapping his neck wouldn't even be nescessary . . . not when he can drown to death with his head submurged in the water.
Vera prepared her crossbow as slowly and gently as possible, and before Kayla and Aravi left, she spoke. "Deliver the poison, and when he's paralized, Kayla you can go ahead and drown him. He won't be able to move as the water goes into his body into his lungs."
It wasn't the most beautiful way to die, it was far from it, but Vera knew it had to be done. She wanted to hunt down the vampires with little resistance.
She held her crossbow in hand, and had the bolt ready. Now all that was left was putting the plan into motion.
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And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”
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