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The four vampires quickly left the little bar and Cassie watched them go with a blank , neutral face , as if she was compelled not to pick a fight. Stefan inspected the high houses lined up over their heads with a hand shielding him from the wind , he looked as thought he was scared , although he pretended he wasn't . Rowan followed right by his side , whilst Damon looked for any signs of life in the thereabouts . Elena took her phone out of her pocket and dialed a number , stepping aside to take a call .
"I recognize this building ..." Stefan muttered under his breath , like he was cursing .
Rowan and Damon looked up to the compact mass of old blocks of flats synchronically .
"Uh ?" Damon interrogated .
"I've been here before . With a traveling buddy , some old vampire about Katherine's age. We were looking for a very powerful witch . She lives here , I remember ..." he explained .
Rowan shrugged : "Then what are we waiting for ? Let's come in ."
As they were about to walk in , Stefan swiveled on his feet and glanced at his girlfriend . Her nose was scrunched and she seemed concerned as she avoided everyone's gaze . When she turned off her phone and shove it in her pocket , she first met Stefan's eyes , hers were wide and scared .
"What's going on Elena ?" He asked , frightened .
The girl opened her mouth to speak but a thud sound cut her off . The four vampires turned around in a frenzy and their eyes met the humans'.
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There was a woman , all that was necessary to notice about her was the dagger she was carrying , there were also two men , with arms the size of Rowan's head . The Original vampire almost laughed at how much confidence they reflected .
"What do you guys want ?" Damon asked , holding himself not to burst in laughter at how ridiculous they looked . The woman didn't flinch , inched closet , fist tight around the weapon and while her two fellow did the same , Rowan inspected the dagger . It was wood , but certainly not white oak .
"You guys didn't think you could kill me with that ; please reassure me ..." she marveled , in a singsong voice .
Damon leaned casually on a walk , smirking , unbothered .
"You guys here for what exactly ?" Stefan arched a brow , a light smile dancing on his lips .
The men and the woman looked at each other , and the taller one , the one with a bronze sword that seemed to come straight from a war movie , acknowledged them : "Word had , four vampires invaded our side of town . So we're here to fight back ."
He spoke calmly , with a tone that didn't betray any fear . He surely was so clueless he wasn't aware that four vampires against three brittle humans was not balanced .
