"The Challenge has been issued and accepted, Princess, your choice ofWeapons?" Since my own Vershang is at home, I choose," I was about to say FangSpu...s, when he began to laugh."As if a Wolf Bitch would know the first thing about Vershang Battle," hecontinued to laugh."She doesn't need to Morrly, as her sworn protector you will be facing mein the ring as her second." I choose," I cut him off."You are the issuer, you may not choose a stand in, however as thechallenged it is my right to choose a. " Do you believe that?" I think so." Hmm! It could indicate a lack of rationality. He might go off the rails again."Mary nodded miserably."On the other hand, the fact that you had carried out your threat could have meant to him that you didn't love him enough to stay with him for better for worse. In addition, at that stage he was probably still frightened that you were going to shop them. Let's face it, you were pretty determined to at the time." Yes," Mary whispered."So it's pretty. Mark looked at himself in the mirror. "Alright, old man, did you kill me? Or what?" Nothing happened. Mark felt no different and he couldn't bring himself to believe that he was no different. He threw the bottle down into the garbage. 'stupid, old man!" Reaching for the door, Mark felt a stabbing pain pierce his stomach. He bent over to ease the pain and as he did, the pain disappeared. Mark stood up. Looking in the mirror, he watched the features on his face change. His facial hair. "I don't think so," he answered. "At least notall the way. We can see our reflections."Brad glanced around the room, his eyes settling on the sliver ofsunlight on the carpet. "And if we were, the morning light wouldhave killed us." But ... " Eric thought for a second. Things weren't making sense.Then he thought of eating. He opened his mouth - only todiscover that his fangs were now extended. "We're some kind ofpartial vampires, it seems."Brad nodded slowly. "So we've got to get that.