"But really! You should see him crush a man's skull with one hand! Quite entertaining, though a bit GRAPHIC." Tord explained again.

"Does he take request?" I glared at Tord. The noise got closer and closer. Until a shadow appeared behind us.

Tord, laughing like a maniac, we turned around to see who this mysterious "Vladh" was.

Tord, laughing like a maniac, we turned around to see who this mysterious "Vladh" was

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"Wait a minute

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"Wait a minute...That's not-"

"HAH! THIS is your secret weapon? Oh, this is too easy!" Tom commented.

"Yeah, beat him up! No one can be cuter than me!" Matt said in a clearly jealous tone.

"Guys Wait, That's not-" I tried to warn them...but my face dropped as I looked the other direction. My eyes widen in horror.

Matt kept repeatedly tapping on Tom's shoulder trying to get his attention.

"Oh, Tom...He's not Vlahd....He is."

There behind Tom stood a man to be about 6 foot. He cracked his neck making a satisfying cracking sound. He wore the same out fit as Tord, just with a different style. He had slick black hair and had a menacing look.

Why...why does he seem so familiar? Grrr! Work you stupid brain!

He had three different dogs with him as they all growling and snarled at us. I backed up slowly not trying to get killed.

Tom had a bored look like away as Vlahd raised his fist. "Lame."

Vlahd then sucker punched Tom making him fly in the air. Hitting some type of glass container. Vlahd coming up to him, punching it just a few inches away from his face.

I was about to go up to stop him, until the collar shocked me once again. "GAWHHH! NOT FUCKING AGAIN!"

"Ah , ah, ah Tsundere. I can't have you ruining the fun now can I?" He smiled evilly at me.

I watched helplessly. Why...WHY AM I SO GODDAMN USELESS!

Vlahd kept repeatedly hurting Tom. Throwing him across the room, kneeing him in the face, punching him in the gut.

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