"censored, you dead piece of shits." Before the bolt were to hit its target, Karia knew full well, you only had one chance, then you had to run. Turning, the woman knew she had no chance not knowing the layout of the home, but she did know where the door was. It was a risk to take. Every weapon she had in Bon Temps was going to be left behind except the cross bow. For right now it was the only weapon she needed. Before she could make it from the couch to the door frame he was upon her. He'd taken her by the throat once more. Damn him. He had figured out her main weakness after her father. She had no employees that she truly cared for emotionally. No one in her life that was left to put into jeopardy to cause her to break down.

What she had not expected was that odd feeling again of not being able to control herself. Feed the girl to heal her. As well as being her protector when he was not around? Nothing was making any sense. Bill had ordered her to sit down on the couch of course to gain access to her weapon. Her crossbow removed from her hands.

Yes, she knew it was happening, but couldn't stop him from taking it from her. The girl was ordered quite forcefully to drink from her. The girl was taking long enough that she had actually believed she might not do it. It was then that she felt the teeth embed themselves into her arm. Karia wanted to cry out, but she couldn't. It was when the girl finally stopped and healed her wound that Karia began pushing herself up into the realm of being glamoured and shook her head. She noticed that the girl had healed quite a bit. Looking around for her weapons and noticed they were missing. Including the crossbow. "Damn you, both." Karia launched herself at the girl and screamed at her trying to kill her with her bare hands since there were no weapons or silver available.