Baldur's expression turned grim. He sheathed his Gunsword back into its holster. "Bloodhound... you pathetic beast!"
Baldur grew frustrated at Bloodhounds unexpected absense. "As much as I admire your honesty, you're a coward! A worthless pile of dog meat who is afraid to face off against a vampire!"
He turned to Melissa and her friends. "I suggest you go with Officer Harding. He's right! This forest is no longer safe for youths like yourself. You know nothing of battle!"