[The Detective never considered himself a combatant, not once in his century plus existence, but he's well aware his vampiric traits did make him well suited for this fight - but it also means with the Daybreak becoming a fortress of sunlight, he had to leave the premises lest he'd be passed out or powerless for the duration. Which meant watching the launch from a distance.
Drily, he pulls out the radio, speaking into it]
Everything's functioning all right over there? Must be a brilliant show where you're standing.
B1. Caw!
[In the din of battle, a raven's call is surprisingly loud enough to be heard, as Sherlock swoops down, either raking at a monster sneaking up at someone, or cawing up a storm as he circles over a spot on the suneater, trying to draw attention to something important]
B2. [The Vampire freezes, backing up and hissing - eyes shifting from green to red, to solid black before he suddenly turned into shadow and shrank into the form of a raven. He takes off in a panic flight as a swarm of bats explodes from the misama, battering him with their wings and attacking with fangs, slamming the bird against the Herald's back and into human form - as the bats reformed into a very unwelcome person, someone that should have been dead. Sherlock trembled as his lips curled, revealing his long, sharp fangs]
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[The Detective never considered himself a combatant, not once in his century plus existence, but he's well aware his vampiric traits did make him well suited for this fight - but it also means with the Daybreak becoming a fortress of sunlight, he had to leave the premises lest he'd be passed out or powerless for the duration. Which meant watching the launch from a distance.
Drily, he pulls out the radio, speaking into it]
Everything's functioning all right over there? Must be a brilliant show where you're standing.
B1.
Caw!
[In the din of battle, a raven's call is surprisingly loud enough to be heard, as Sherlock swoops down, either raking at a monster sneaking up at someone, or cawing up a storm as he circles over a spot on the suneater, trying to draw attention to something important]
B2.
[The Vampire freezes, backing up and hissing - eyes shifting from green to red, to solid black before he suddenly turned into shadow and shrank into the form of a raven. He takes off in a panic flight as a swarm of bats explodes from the misama, battering him with their wings and attacking with fangs, slamming the bird against the Herald's back and into human form - as the bats reformed into a very unwelcome person, someone that should have been dead. Sherlock trembled as his lips curled, revealing his long, sharp fangs]
...you... why are you here now?