It shamed Yelena to admit that she was quite out of practice ever since she came over to America. She was not quite tired yet--far from it really, but it had taken a few moments for her to react. She was better than that. Ste took pride in being the best and yet this vampire had nearly bested her.
It wasn't moving now, with its neck snapped but if it so much as twitched, Yelena was going to stomp its face in until its skull cracked. She wasn't an expert on the subject, but that had to be permanent or all of fiction was lying.
Turning around, she hesitated. Some people were alarmingly possessive about their hits. Yelena decided to step in and help seeing as how he wasn't doing that well. "You forgot me." she cooed in a sickeningly sweet voice and gave a good kick at its head to distract it, leaving the rest to the stranger.