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He had to stop his friend
Using his vamp speed, he rushed to Samson, blocking his path and lifting a hand to stop him.
Samson paused so as not to Hurt his friend, but he still looked determined to fulfill his mission. "Get out of my way, Mark." he said. His eyes had turned red, and his nostrils flared. There were veins around him eyes and a visible vein throb on his forehead. His fangs were protruding from his mouth. Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. Giving him a deadly, monstrous look.
"Get out of my way Mark!" Samson repeated. The tightness in the face stretched into a snarl but Mark would let him pass.
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