Walker nods to those who reply politely, but arches an eyebrow at Quinn. "Where you are, limey, is in the middle of a darkland patch. I don't know what your fairies back home get up to, but this is how the local bloodsuckers make themselves at home." He doesn't lower the gun, but he moves just to the side of the walkway up to one of the more fortified houses.
He seems about to say something, before two giant forms swing down from the trees, one of them snatching him out of the wheelchair, amidst a flurry of curses.
"What about the outsiders?" One of the vampires snarls.
"Forget them! We bring in Walker and we'll get double whatever the reward on them would be!"
"Double up on this, suckerheads!" Rogers' hook on his prosthetic arm switches out for a stake, and he plunges it into the chest of the one grappling with him. They go into a freefall, as the other vampire rushes after them.
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