Standing his ground, Isaiah took the vampire's charge, catching both her blades in the irregular grooves of Acerbus. For several tense seconds, they each struggled to overpower the other. Though Vixen might have had supernatural strength in her favor, Isaiah had years of intense physical training and experience against much stronger foes in his. They were at an impasse, it seemed, until the hunter purposefully dropped to the ground. The sudden shift in balance pulled Vixen with him. As she fell over him, he kicked both feet up into her stomach and wrenched his sword out of the lock, sending her sprawling several feet past him.

Isaiah stood to his feet. He was content to stay on the defensive for now and analyze her attack patterns. Her swordsmanship was sloppy, lacking the elegant grace of his own. She appeared to rely merely on brute force and animalistic instincts. The desire for blood was rolling off her in metaphorical waves, and that caused her to overplay whatever resemblances of sword stances she had. He would be sure to use that to his advantage.

He began scanning the ally walls. He had broken the sword lock, but that had, unfortunately, put her between him and the mouth of the alley. However, he was far too resourceful to be left cornered. Once his eyes lighted on a rusty dumpster nearby, he smirked and beckoned to Vixen. "See if you can keep up with me."

He gained the top of the dumpster in one leap, and it was only a matter of finding enough hand- and foot-holds for him to scale the rest of the wall to the roof. Once there, he inhaled deeply of the night air and glanced up at the moon, pearlescent and full. The sounds of hissing and nails clawing at the old brick returned his attention to the edge of the roof. He raised Acerbus once more and waited.

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