Luckily, or maybe unluckily, for Kei, vampires existed and were a known and acknowledged part of Daken's world. He'd never had to face one and knowing that vampires existed didn't do anything to mitigate the almost paralyzing shock he felt as he was overpowered and attacked so suddenly.

Instinct kicked in and he grabbed a handful of hair and a handful of his attackers shirt, half attempting to push him away and half holding on to him to stay on his feet or pull them both to the ground. The surprise attack also elicited another instinctive reaction, one Kei probably hadn't ever seen before, two long black claws slid out from between Daken's knuckles.

Kei withdrew before Daken thought to use them, but after pressing a hand incredulously to his neck and seeing blood on his fingers, he pointed both sets of claws at the stranger.

"I hope, for your sake, that was enjoyable," He snarled, "It would be a pity if the last thing you tasted before you died wasn't even worth it."