The blade caught a large portion his throat due to Sweeney’s speed, truly impressive, but LaCroix was quicker then was expected. Using his powers as a vampire, to him it seemed the world slowed but in truth he was moving at such a rate he seemed a blur. The ancient was abruptly now behind the killer barber, his arm wrapping about his neck to draw him against him. He emitted a sinister laughter against Todd’s ear “very exceptional my exquisite ripper!” His cold fingers tightened just beneath his chin, holding him in place. Then he spun the man about so they were facing each other, blood oozing down from the cut but it was the face that would pull the attention. Yellow eyes and a razor sharp grin greeted Todd; a white pointer digit dipped itself into his own blood and he drew into his mouth tasting it.