The Doctor turned about just in time to see that the oddly dressed male had the vampire dangling in mid-air. But it was what followed that stunned him. The creature’s head just seemed to pop clear as Zod tightened his grip like a noose. As his fingers tightened the Time Lord’s gaze widen until it seemed that his eyes were the size of saucers that was when he saw the horrible decapitation. A few drops of blood stuck the Doctor’s cheek as he stood rather close to what was happening. Shocked he lifted his fingers to brush the blood away staring appalled at the disgraced general. The vampire didn’t do either, it turned tail and run but the Doctor knew he would try and kill it as it run away. He threw himself in his way as the creature fled “Let it go…you have made your point” The Time Lord had nearly a foot more on him in height then Zod, having to peer down at him giving him a strong glare of disapproval.