Ziri followed the sound of James's muffled screams, willing for him to be quiet, or else Ophelia would silence them. Her vision was sharp in the dark, and Ziri soon caught sight of Ophelia, carrying James in his arms. He appeared to be unconscious. Ziri dashed after her.
D was backed slowly into a corner by the three ravening beasts. The greatest of the three smiled widely, and then struck out at D, who cried out in agony, for as he blocked the first attack, one from either side of him came from the other two, and he felt gashes on his left and right ribcage, stretching down. He gave a wide stroke across, which cut the vampires, but only enraged them more. As the first ran forward D acted fast and shoved the sword straight through its heart. The other two, angered by their friend's slaughter, attack full-force. After several moments of fighting, one was decapitated, and the other was sent scampering out of the caves running full force. D fell down on one knee, and coughs up a tiny splatter of blood. He gritted his teeth together, wiping the blood from his lip, and stood, ignoring the slices on either side of his torso, and followed the vampire up the stairs into the night.
Ziri narrows her eyes as she follows behind Ophelia, That dirty slut had better not have hurt that boy or she would have her head before she knew what had touched her. She quickens her pace, wanting the kill more and more. Suddenly the sounds ahead of Ziri that she'd been tracking stop. She stops suddenly too. She creeps forward very slowly. Suddenly a vampire is upon her. It's Ophelia. They fight, weapons forgotten, tooth and nail their only knives now. Ophelia however, is far too strong for Ziri's will, and locks her in a grasp so that Ziri can only whimper in pain. She speaks as she draws Ziri's hair aside and bares her neck.
"I will now drink your blood. Even if it is filthy half-blood I will take it from you and you can watch the world fade away from you. The world that has already shunned you. And you can watch, as your last hope of revenge vanishes." Ziri felt Ophelia's face so close to her neck. Her fangs raking across the skin, finding the place where they must enter and draw out her life blood. Ziri weakened in Ophelia's grasp, admitting defeat and relinquishing herself to die. She had tried…And failed…failed the people in the town. Failed herself.
Suddenly there was a crash and a scream of terror. Then with the ringing of a blade, and the shriek of death, Ophelia, head severed, falls to the ground. D picks up her head gingerly with one hand and stuffs it in a sack, returning his trusty sword to his sheath. He turns to see where Ziri has gone, but she's vanished. Along with the boy. D shakes his head, but knows he'll still get half the bounty. Lefthand however won't have it. "You earned the full bounty fair and square! She'd be dead by now if it weren't for you!" "I couldn't let Ophelia just kill her." D replies, making his way through the forest. "Why not?" Lefthand says, "It would have done us better, than letting that stupid girl get away with half the bounty when we saved her life, TWICE!" "Quiet," D said, but Lefthand continued to mumble angrily. He got back to his steed to find Ziri's already gone. The sun is beginning to rise. D knows of a hollow nearby where he can stay hidden from the sun, and bind his still painful wounds. He mounts his horse and trots into the night.