I heard the vampire groan as I ...
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SEE NOTE IN CHAPTER 2
The next thing I knew I was flung back. My head hit the tile wall with a sickening thud, and I sort of slid down the wall onto my ass. My hand went up to the back of my head and came away covered in warm, sticky blood.
I watched in slow motion as Eric and Bill literally tore the vampire limb from limb, leaving him a bloody stump. Vampires usually bleed rather sluggishly, but arterial spray is still arterial spray and they made a bloody mess.
As Bill and Eric were rending my attacker to bloody bits, I felt tendrils of rage slipping across the bond. I reached out to it. The bubble was still there, but it was growing weaker and trickles of emotions were seeping through. Right now, however, the only one was rage. I began to feed off of their blood lust, until it was pounding in my head, obliterating everything else. I wanted vengeance. I could almost taste the blood in my mouth.
As I watched the now limbless vampire jerk and writhe on the floor, everything came back to full speed.
"Son of a bitch!" I screamed. I got up and kicked him right between where his legs had been. I threw myself at his face with my hands, my nails trying to gouge out his eyes.
Then I felt arms around me, pulling me back. I struggled against them for a moment until I realized that they were Bill's arms. Bill's arms were pulling me away, cradling me, keeping me safe. I took several deep breaths, releasing the rage I felt, pushing it away. I felt myself sag in Bill's arms, finally overtaken by the loss of my adrenalin rush and their combined blood lust.