Merlin nodded, running to grab the girl. He let her lean on him for support as he led back to stand behind the man in red. Such unusual garments. He assumed it was a knight of some sort. "I can fight very well.. though not physically."
He watched as the man staked the creature. And then the changing into dust. Clearly, this was a very unusual time. He yelled something in the ancient tongue of wizards. Next thing he knew, the vampire was knocked flying off his feet and landing on his back with pain. "Hey.. um, Ranger? Got a spare one of those pointy wood things?"