“Little wizard then” he corrected himself with a sly smirk. Valek’s eerie cat-like eyes kept a firm watch on his prey, only briefly moving to the items in his hands “You want to kill me?” he asked as he took a testing step forward. The soft light of the moon upon the vampire’s skin made it seem more like elegant marble then flesh and his locks shimmered with hues akin to raven wings.
He was so unlike the other vampires, he oozed beauty and mystery out of every pore while a great deal of them still struggled with their baser instincts but he did have centuries ahead of them. Valek hardly seemed fazed by the warning given to him by Scorpius, in fact he appeared to come closer just a little bit more as he continued to address him “If you are to be my executor give me your name wizard”