"This," Derek replied gruffly to the resurrected creature as he spun on the
balls of his feet towards the advancing vampires.  He began to take aim and
shoot at random.  Bolts of fire shot out of the gun striking some down, just
grazing others, but still hitting targets.

Not-Claire hissed and tightened its hold on Milo's throat "Stop! Or have
another die right now."

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