Trinh saw an opening and took it. It was a stupid mistake and she cursed herself the moment she made it. For a brief second, she forgot that Malone was not human. His kind were not even remotely similar beyond basic appearance. A normal human would try to avoid getting stabbed completely, but vampires had no qualms about taking a blow, no matter how gruesome it might appear to the casual observer. He used his arm to deflect her blade away from his spine, one of the few vital and vulnerable parts of his anatomy, heedless of the deep cut on his arm and the through and through puncture to his chest. Trinh lost her breath when Malone slammed her into the wall, which was something else vampires did not have to worry about. She tried to pull her sword out of his chest, but the wall and Malone’s pressing weight trapped it and her arm. She could not even use her free arm to reach her weapon harness. Malone raised his sword, ready to stab it through her brain.
