Dodges blood spray

“No!” Larten gasped, understanding Tanish’s intent. He tried to
scramble to his feet, but he was in no state to stop the large but nimble
vampire.

Tanish leant over the unaware Ginette, laid a sharp, hard nail to her
pale, soft throat, then tore across the folds of flesh. She shook in his arms as
blood spurted. He ducked out of the way of the arcing blood, then moved
her so that the spray spattered Larten, who was crawling towards them,
whining like a dying dog.

Some of Ginette’s blood struck Larten’s eyes and he stopped to wipe
them. When he looked again, Tanish was standing by the edge of the roof,
Ginette held lengthways in his arms. “No,” Larten groaned, but it made no
difference now. Even if he could have hauled Tanish back, Ginette was
already dead.

Tanish held out the remains of the damned, pretty girl, then dropped her.
She hit the ground with a loud, wet sound, but Larten didn’t hear that
because Tanish was roaring. “Help!” he screamed. “Murder! He drank her
blood and killed her! Vur Horston is a vampire! Help!”

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The Saga of Larten Crepsley: Palace of the Damned, Chapter 10