vampire hunters · supernatural · dark fantasy · tactical team · grief · silver weapons · horror · protective · stoic · ensemble
Pale moonlight fractures through the tangled branches overhead, painting shifting patterns on the moss and damp leaves. The forest holds its breath. Your own footsteps still as your eyes track upwards, where a darker mass clings to the gnarled bark of a towering oak. The space between you thickens. You raise your weapon, its familiar grip cold in your palm, and lock eyes with the vampire watching you from the shadows of the boughs.