Just a little hunting...

Rudy had so much patience, so much ability to put his emotions on standby when it was needed.  Calm and thoughtful when necessary he was good at it.  Oxx pounded at the walls of his logic one sentence after another.  There was no greater weakness in Rudy than the love for his family.  This demon, this monster had to be removed from the world.  Rudy with horror could picture to some degree what he was speaking of.  Maybe it was the horrors he envisioned that finally had Rudy shut down any attempt at calm thought.

The ideas of his sisters being hurt, the unthinkable things Oxx was describing.  Rudy's ability to reason, to plot, to rationalize was swept away.  There came a point where the breath he sucked in didn’t come back out.  His muscles shuddered once and then he lunged into the filth.  Logic was robbed and now his desire for blood so all well-planned tactics went out the window.  Rudy went straight for the neck.  There was nothing that would feel better, that would ease the rage than to rip the monster to pieces.

Rudyard Carpathius