He waited from inside the home, the blown-out wall gave him an ideal view of the street. These vampires appeared to be smarter, because they were not running into the fray. They also kept their spacing and moved in as though advancing on an objective. I’d guess that these were soldiers not too long ago.
When directly ahead of him, Marc positioned himself as though in a duel. This would minimise his profile in case of return fire.
Without hesitation, he fired every chambered round, in rapid succession. The two lead Huns dropped like rag dolls, and another three visibly stumbled. I just knocked on their front door.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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