Pouncing on one of the creatures from behind, he slid his knife into its spine, and killed it instantly. He threw his head back, and laughed for a moment, wrenching his hood off, beforing dropping his head to sink his fangs into the creatures neck. Rising again, he pulled a chunk of the creatures skin off, spitting it away, shaking his long dreadlocks free, and grinning, blood dripping from his mouth. One of the cretures regarded him with horror, and tried to run. A single thrown knife cut off his retreat. Alessio laughed at his own mental pun, and leapt into combat once again.