The vampire dressed in suit didn't wait to be surrounded. He knew the reputation of the Council's executioners.
With a snarl, he turned toward the tree line fast as he tried to vanish into the darkness.
"Don't let him reach the woods!" Valerius barked.
Two Enforcers hit the ground from their ropes, their capes fluttering like bats wings. They pulled out long silver spears and moved, cutting off the man's escape route.
The noble man jumped, intending to clear the ten-foot wall, but a sniper from the helicopter fired. It wasn't a bullet, but a net made of thin silver wire.
It expanded in the air, sizzling as it draped over his back.
He hit the ground, screaming as the silver ate into his expensive suit and his vampiric skin.
On the lawn, the remaining drugged rogues were being erased. The Enforcers' spears and blades turned every grey-skinned monster into a puff of ash.
