Clara pointed a finger at an overhanging light. A blue bolt filled the expanse between the two points and caused every light in the pub to overload. Everyone was bathed in a shower of sparks. To her left, the breaker box by the bar caught fire.
“Nicely done!” Sparky exclaimed.
“Don’t encourage her!” Ethereal snapped.
Vampires hated fire but did not fear the dark. However, Clara was using this tactic as a distraction.
It was time to give up her plain Jane persona, Clara’s blouse tore at two points, and her wings spread out in the shadows. She grabbed the pistol from her clutch while time slowed around her. It was just enough to make it fun and go toe-to-toe with their kind.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from The Van Helsing Impetus is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.
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