[X] Tell dad and Lydia to press on ahead while you clean up here -[X]Stunt: Your sword shines though the murk like an baneful star acting as an empomto standard that the vampires rally around as you swim though the frogmen leaving bloody remains in your wake. This is no accident. The blood flows through the water currents exactly where you desire and expect which in turns leads the vampires to go exactly where you desire and expect. To an outside observer it might look that you were tearing though your foes with blood thirty abandon, but to you this fight felt more like playing a game of Janga. You just had to keep hitting the right block in the right way. Or maybe chess considering how the bloodlusted vampires where pawns to move as you wished unable to see beyond their own squares.