Quicker than most eyes could follow, his hand shot out and grabbed the arm of a rather young boy running with a shovel of all things. An eternity of drought and now two within minutes. He smiled a rather toothy smile at the thought. The boy screamed and swung the tool at his head. Braygorn casually grabbed the shovel and easily wrenched it from the boy. Then he realized, they were not alone. A red griffon was noisily feasting just a few paces away. 'Now that's something you don't see everyday. I thought they were extinct.' He turned back to the struggling boy, then back to the griffon that was now eyeing him and the boy both.
'Wonder which of us is the more hungry of the two?' The vampire thought, holding the helpless boy by one arm.
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