In a breath, Ctys is on the ground as the vamp behind him nails him hard on the back of his neck. He groans in as much surprise as in pain. Hissing, he snaps his head back to see who had just struck him as he quickly gathers himself up.

It is Risika.

Kaybre watches from the bar.

"You pathetic thing. Get up."

Ctys, already furious of the fool she was making of him, lunges at her and knocks her back two steps. She could have avoided him, but he caught her by surprise. She disappears and then reappears behind him, hitting him hard again as he bangs against a table, the vampires sitting there get up quickly. Ctys is strong. He knows it too. His mind is just distracted by Kaybre and dazed by the sudden attack.

Spitting out blood, he glares at Risika, with hate dancing in his pitch black eyes. Risika laughs a crude laugh, looking at his poor state. "I thought you were stronger than that, Ctys. I knew I should have never given you that mission. You failed, quite miserably. Now he knows more than I planned because of your love for yourself and your pitiful life."

She pulls out what he recognized to be Aubrey's vampire hunter knife. She leans down, bringing him close by grasping his collar. With one swift movement of her hand, the knife was in him, burning into his chest. Ctys feels the blood flowing from him and the witch magic engulfing him. He feels he's going to die. Again. With a sudden realization, he roars in agony grabbing at the blade planted firmly inside him, all the way to the hilt where it could not enter any farther. He sees Risika smiles harshly. At least he thinks he saw it.

The blood drained from his body with his life as he finally pries the knife from his chest. Risika laughs again. "I'm letting you go this time. Go find some blood; if you can't, I guess you're not fit to continue anyway."

With his thoughts and his sight coming in and out of focus, he slumps against the wall. He can't hunt in this condition. He slowly slides down until he is lying completely on the floor. He struggles to get up but can't.

Ctys feels someone supporting him. Then, the blood being let into his throat. It tastes thick and good. Too good to be from a human.