[Louis doesn't need to watch to know that Lestat is taking down yet another vampire. He trusts in Lestat's strength, even as Louis feels weaker than ever. He feels like that first night, like he's dying all over again.
They have to get to the elevator and Louis pushes off the wall to trudge through the kitchen. Another vampire is after him and Louis ducks behind walls to turn their strength against them.
With the elevator in view, though, something hits him in the back like a freight train. There's no hesitation in the vicious slashing of clawed fingers, ripping through his shirt and then skin and then underneath. Louis can't get a good look at them to catch them on fire, he can't roll over to protect what remains of his back.
His only chance is to call out to his savior. More blood slithers between his teeth as the hands tearing at his back now clench his innards.
His call for help is little more than a pained whisper,] Lestat.
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They have to get to the elevator and Louis pushes off the wall to trudge through the kitchen. Another vampire is after him and Louis ducks behind walls to turn their strength against them.
With the elevator in view, though, something hits him in the back like a freight train. There's no hesitation in the vicious slashing of clawed fingers, ripping through his shirt and then skin and then underneath. Louis can't get a good look at them to catch them on fire, he can't roll over to protect what remains of his back.
His only chance is to call out to his savior. More blood slithers between his teeth as the hands tearing at his back now clench his innards.
His call for help is little more than a pained whisper,] Lestat.