The second installment in the Dunkin adventure. So many vampires, so few chapters in which to snipe them. Our heroes must each retrieve a legendary Vampire War Hammer. Their quest takes them to the desert of Australia, the Vatican in Italy, and the peaks of Nepal. With the hammers, they may have a chance to defeat the high council of vampires.
“I told you,” Devlin said, walking over to one the ‘sniffers’ standing motionless in the destroyed living room. He walked right up to it until almost touching, and the creature spasm'ed and collapsed. “It’s my ‘heart-exploding, jelly-donut, kung-fu, iron-knuckle blow.”
“Lovely,” Elle said. “What does it do to them?”
“Well duh! Explodes their hearts,” Devlin answered, as the vampire he struck fizzled and disappeared. “Six inches away and I use my open palm. Drive it straight into the sternum, ribs shatter, the force travels back to the heart and just explodes it! The weak ones fizzle out, they can’t get enough blood back to regenerate the heart. The strong ones, like Arno here, they just take a long time to heal. It immobilizes them for interrogation when they recover their basic functions. No mess either.” Devlin smiled, and waved his hands like a game show hostess.
Devlin walked over and hit another one, sending it into a heap on the floor. “Any vampire worth his salt can snatch-out-the-heart. It’s messy, and really just showboating. My ‘heart-exploding, jelly-donut, kung-fu, iron-knuckle blow, that’s a classy and stylish method of pest elimination.”
“Real classy name,” Ash said, walking into the room, healed, already turned, and angry. “Most kung fu has a name taken from a creature, Snake Style, Crane Style, Monkey Style. Yours must be Jackass Style.”