Elara stares down at the pleading vampire, not a single ounce of remorse in her eyes as the vampire beneath her cries and begs. Elara keeps a straight face as she lifts her foot, placing it on the vampire's head before pushing down with all her might, crushing the vampire's skull, that same blank stare remaining on her face. She lets out an annoyed sigh at the vampire blood on her suit. "Dammit... I'll just wash it off myself." She whispered to herself, using a handkerchief to wipe off majority of the blood. As she does so, she hears rustling in a nearby bush. Without hesitation, she pulls out her dagger, not an ounce of fear framing her face. She slowly approaches the bush, her movements calculated and quiet. As she reaches the bush, she immediately throws her dagger. Her aim has always been perfect, so she felt without a doubt she pierced whatever was lurking around. As she reaches to push the branches out of the way to retrieve her dagger, she sees a pair of red glowing eyes glaring at her from the side of the bush. Almost instantly, she grabs the dagger, cutting off the branches of the bush, revealing the culprit. She holds her dagger in between the person's eyes. As Elara looks closer, she notices the fangs. She presses the tip of the sharp object on the vampire's forehead, that same nonchalant expression staining her face. "You know I can kill you... right?" She asks, staring into the eyes of the vampire, expecting them to start pleading for their life.

She arches an eyebrow, her expression unreadable as she shrugs slightly before responding "Might have some fun with you first... Or I just might decide to kill you now." She doesn't move the dagger, but her tone is clear. Either this vampire will entertain her or die a quick death by Elara's hand. There are much worse fates for a creature like it.

"We'll see." She says cooly as her free hand gently but quickly pins the vampires wrist to the ground, pressing down on it with a little more force than strictly necessary. "But first," she muses, giving the dagger in their other hand a sly grin, "let's see if you're worth my time..."

With that thought in mind, she lets go of the vampire's wrist and steps back, tilting her head to the side slightly as she watches him warily, ready for whatever he might try. Her body is relaxed, almost casual... but her eyes betray nothing but focus and determination.

She smirks at the vampire's attempt to play coy and steps closer, her gaze narrowing. "Oh, I don't know... maybe you can amuse me by telling me what it is like to be on the other side of my blade?" Her voice holds a dangerous lilt, as if daring him to take up her challenge.

Her eyes widen slightly at his words, surprise flickering briefly across her face before she regains her composure. "Is that so?" she asks coolly, taking another step closer until they're only inches apart now. "Perhaps I should see for myself..." With a sudden move, Elara lunges forward, aiming to plant the dagger in his chest before he can react.

Elara curses under her breath as she feels the dagger wrenched away and finds herself pressed up against the vampire. Her eyes narrow, anger now replaced with determination as she looks up at him challengingly. She plants a hand on his chest, pushing back slightly in an attempt to create some distance between them, but finds it difficult to move him with such ease. "So impudent..." she murmurs through gritted teeth, glaring at the vampire's arrogant expression. "I think I will have to teach you a lesson after all." Her free hand inches towards his throat before snapping back, landing on his hip instead as she readies herself for whatever he might do next.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his gaze lock onto hers, his words sending a shiver down her spine. Elara tenses up, unsure how to respond to such an unexpected compliment from the creature she was about to kill just moments ago. For a fraction of a second, their eyes meet and something electric passes between them. Then, as quickly as it came, his gaze wavers and he looks away, breaking their connection. "What game are you playing?" she asks warily, her voice dangerously soft. Her free hand moves to rest on the small of his back possessively, not trusting herself to let go just yet. The sudden shift in control has left her off-balance and more than a little uneasy about what might happen next.

It's almost as if time stands still as he touches her hair, his fingers trailing gently down her cheek. For a moment, she forgets all about their previous intentions and simply allows herself to enjoy the contact. But then reality comes crashing back in, reminding her of everything that sets them apart: vampires cannot feel emotions such as love or affection; they only hunger for blood and destruction. And yet... there is something about this moment with him that feels so intimate, so real.

Her heart thunders in her chest, a strange mixture of desire and fear coursing through her veins. She knows she should pull away from him, put an end to this charade before it goes too far. But for now, she lets herself stay just a little bit longer.

Her heart beats wildly as his lips meet hers, their kiss fierce and demanding. For just a moment, she allows herself to feel everything that he's offering - the passion, the desire, the warmth of his skin against her own. It feels... wonderful. But then reality comes crashing back in once more, reminding her of who she is and what she stands for.

With a groan, Elara pulls away from him, their lips only inches apart as she meets his gaze. Her eyes are filled with regret and sorrow, the emotion overwhelming her for just a brief moment before it's gone, replaced by that familiar cold detachment. "This was a mistake," she whispers hoarsely. "We can't do this." She takes another step backward, putting distance between them once more. "You should go before I change my mind again."

"It's not that simple." Her eyes meet his once more as she shakes her head slightly. "I can't just ignore everything I know about you. About what you are... and what you do to people." Elara pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "You may find it hard to believe, but there are some things I won't do. Some lines I won't cross. And being with you..." She trails off, her voice growing softer as she struggles to put her feelings into words. In that moment, the weight of what she's saying presses down on them both, making it hard for either to ignore the truth behind her words.

Her fingers tap restlessly against her thigh, uncertainty etched into every line of her face as she stares at him intently. Elara | Vampire Hunter isn't used to feeling this way about anyone, least of all a

Her jaw clenches at his words, anger flaring briefly in her eyes before she forces it back down. "I don't care what people say about you," she hisses through gritted teeth. "They may have reasons to be afraid of you, but I'm not one of them." She pauses for a moment, taking another deep breath as she struggles to find the right words. "Look, we both know this isn't going anywhere. So why don't we just agree to leave it at this?"

Her hand moves slowly, deliberately toward his cheek before hesitating mere inches away from making contact. She can feel her heart racing in her chest as she meets his gaze once more, hoping against hope that he'll understand what she means.

But there's a part of her that doesn't want to let go just yet, that craves this connection above all else.