You can't hurt me. Westley and I are joined by the bonds of love.
And you cannot track that. Not with a thousand bloodhounds.
And you cannot break it. Not with a thousand swords.
And when I say you are a coward, that is only because
you are the slimiest weakling ever to crawl the earth.
- The Princess Bride
I focused on the heavy oak door ahead of me, stifling the growl that was dying to escape my throat. The last time I walked these ancient stone corridors I was weak, timid, helpless. Not this time.
This time I was on the offensive; a strong and powerful vampire. No longer did I stand on the sidelines, watching while others fought for me – this time I was the aggressor, and I would show no mercy.
Edward shifted silently next to me, preparing for the attack. His hand tightened around mine, not in affection, but in concentration. His other hand reached for the latch.
We heard our target chuckle behind the door, unaware of the eminent danger he was in; unaware of me. That was about to change.