[aphrodite]

You feel someone's arms wrap around your chest and waist, holding you with your back against their body. Your legs are shaking terribly from the pain and you realize your legs aren't even supporting you. The stranger behind you is supporting you complete. You don't know who this stranger is, or even if he is a friend, but you are greatful to him just the same. You bring up your arms and clutch both your hands onto the person's arms for support as well as a little personal re-assurance. You feel a trickle of blood run down your forehead and realize you must have more then just one wound. In the darkness you see the creature from before walk towards you and the person who has you in their grasp.
"Devarion?" Your attacker asks surprised. You assume he is talking to the person behind you. You listen for the person to reply but he says nothing. You watch the vampire's face in front of you and realize that his expression is constantly changing. You saw a hint of a smile, then anger, then a bit of fear, then nervousness. What was wrong with him? Suddenly, you see him clench his fists and run at you with a speed that your eyes can not match. You brace yourself for the hit, but it never comes. You open your eyes to see that you are on the otherside of the playground! You didn't even feel the stranger move. You then feel yourself being lowered and placed in a sitting position with your back to a tree. You vaguely see the outline of the man that saved you, but can see little more then that. All at once you see the vamprie appear and try to attack your rescuer, but your rescuer called Devarion is far too quick. In martial art like movements they fight. Dodging and hitting, countering and blowing. It's all so fast you can hardly keep up with it all. Suddenly devarion lands a blow to his opponents stomach. The vampire begins to shake and shiver. Something is desperetly wrong with him. Suddenly he disappears into the darkness. A wave of relief washes over you at the thought of that horrible creature being gone for good. You look to find your savior, but do not see him in the darkness. He suddenly appears kneeling right next to you. You turn your head to see him and face a pair of incredibly familiar brown eyes. It was the one Kalira called Master, Devarion!