There is always a moment in horror films where one silently(hopefully) screams at the screen, "Get the fuck out of there, bitch!!" This is one of them. The setting I have constructed for Shard, Ira, and many of the other characters also hosts supernatural fiends. This is a member of a certain knight order that goes out of their way to exterminate these threats and I thought it would be funny to make them all fowl.

Of course, Mr Undead-and-drooling here is about to get his shit pushed in. Yes the rookie little chicken girl here is scared, crying her eyes out, and in a deserted alley about to be pounced on by a monster... for the 10th time this week alone. Her kill credits are in the multiple dozens and that's just garden variety city monsters. Being emotional doesn't mean you can't be on par with the Belmonts in monster killing potential.