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As Sherlock pored over the bodies again Lilith stiffened. Her shape hearing picked up the barely noticeable panting of Exterminators.She moved slightly to the right, where the sounds were coming from, to check if she was correct. She was. She growled in a low tone, much more different from her usual high-pitched voice,  "Sherlock, close the area down and get everyone out. We have a few lollygaggers," Lollygagging was her favourite word, and one she liked to confuse the Whitecoats with.

Sherlock glanced at the girl. She was pacing, her ears standing straight up like a dogs. Her wings were forming a noticable, tight bump underneath her clothing, and her violet eyes were now a glowing, bright grey. Exterminators, she explained in her mind, making the vampire startle slightly.

Lilith was ready to fight. That's what she was made for, after all. Unlike the better-made Erasers in America, Exterminators were built to kill and act savage. She was built to fight back. To survive.

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