*Calnathe turns back to face the vampire*
Calnathe: You think you can kill a demon?
*Calnathe's wings appear spreading from his back*
Calnathe: Silly fool. Be thankful I have no interest in fighting you. Hell would be delighted if I were to "accidentally" send you to them.
*Calnathe's wings shrink away and he turns and walks away*
Calnathe: *as he walks away* No demon would kill any man when he could better steal his immortal soul. The hunt for their flesh is left to pond scum and beasts like you. So hunt while you can, vampire. Hunt while you can.