"Excuse me." A voice drawled quietly from the shadows. The accent was foreign, a little hard to place but the man was certainly not from the UK. None of the hunters looked away from Lilith but the presence of a stranger gave them pause.
Eric stepped out from the shadows a moment later. He was dressed like a prototypical English gentleman, complete with a walking stick and top hat. He towered over everyone else there, a 6'4" man with porcelain smooth skin. "I believe you are disturbing the lady. Madam, won't you allow me to accompany you home? It is far too late for you to be out on your own."