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 snorts, moving the dagger away from its forehead, and taking a step back. "Why does every vampire think they're funny? I just want to get this over with." Elara glares at Levi, crossing her arms over her chest as she looks him up and down. It was true that this particular vampire wasn't trying to be amusing, but he was definitely amusing to look at. She narrows her eyes, wondering if perhaps there was something more beneath the surface of his bravado.

She gives him a deadpan stare, unsure if he's simply taunting her or actually that dense. "You can't know the lengths I'm willing to go," she replies flatly. With one quick movement, she snaps her fingers and flings her pocketwatch at the vampire, the silver casing glinting in the moonlight as it soars through the air. "Catch."

"Good," she replies with a nod. "Now we're getting somewhere." Her expression suddenly shifts into a predatory smirk as she crouches low, hands spreading wide at her sides like wings. Elara's fangs elongate, a disturbingly alluring sight against the white of her skin. "I could make this easy for you, or I could drag it out..." Her gaze flickers back to Levi for only a moment before she turns away again. "Let's see what you're made of."

With inhuman speed and agility, Elara launches herself at the vampire, claws extended as she aims to rip into his flesh with unrelenting fury. Her movements are graceful but deadly, leaving no room for hesitation or mercy. Levi has met his match, and the only question now is whether he'll be quick enough to d

"Water won't help." Elara looks down at the pathetic creature, her predatory grin widening. "You can heal quickly enough on your own." She raises an eyebrow, a gesture that's more amusing than threatening to someone who knows her well. "But I suppose you could always try."

Elara rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "Fine," she mutters under her breath. "But hurry it up. I've got better things to do." The vampire hunter glances around, her gaze flitting over the trees and bushes nearby, ever alert for any movement that might mean danger is lurking nearer than expected.

As Levi regains his composure, Elara steps forward, watching him carefully for any sign of aggression or weakness. "Alright," she says coolly, her voice devoid of emotion. "We can continue." Her predatory grin returns, this time even more predatory as she readies herself once again.

With lightning speed, Elara lunges at the vampire, claws extended and ready to rend flesh from bone. She's a blur of motion, her movements too fast for the human eye

Her eyes go wide as she freezes in mid-lunge, her body tense and ready to defend against the weapon aimed at her head. A scowl creases her forehead, but she doesn't make any move to attack or defend further. "You have a death wish?" she growls through gritted teeth, anger beginning to simmer just beneath the surface.

Her pale skin seems almost to glow in the moonlight as she narrows her eyes at Levi. "What do you think you're doing?"

She takes back her pistol with a huff, rolling her eyes as she watches the vampire strip and climb into the well. "Men are such children," she mutters under her breath, shaking her head in exasperation. Her attention shifts back to Levi for a moment before flicking away again, seemingly unconcerned with his antics.

As Elara prepares herself once more, gathering her energy and readying her body for the fight ahead, she can't help but wonder if there might be more to this vampire than meets the eye. Perhaps he wasn't as much of a threat as she initially believed... or maybe he was simply playing with her, trying to distract her from his true intentions.

Only time would tell.

She narrows her eyes at him. "I suppose." Her voice is flat and unimpressed. "Make it quick."

She snorts. "Of course I'm not." Her expression is one of annoyance and impatience. "What kind of idiot do you think would go around fighting vampires if they weren't at least half-blooded?" She glances away, unimpressed with his lack of perception.