Get creative, blind him

While he’s staggered you make a bold move and drop your shield. You wince as you reach down to your wound and collect your own blood. You take your blood and flick it into the eyes of Baxter. He doesn’t expect this and staggers back, dropping his daggers and grabbing his face.

“Not so tough with blood in yer eyes are ya.” You mock him as you breathy heavily.

“Iyda, get the fuck out of here.”

“Aww is someone a poor sport? You sh” you’re cut off as you see Baxter look up to you. His eyes have changed from his usual hazel to a crimson red.

“LEAVE NOW!” Is all he can say as he staggers back clutching his face. You think you figured out why he wears that hood. Baxter is no normal human. He’s a vampire. A vampire that is turning to bloodlust in front of you. Fuck.