"Wooaauh!" It comes out in a rush as Maurice's back meets the ground. He grabs Spike's wrist but doesn't do anything with it besides squeeze.

The seconds ooze past as it dawns on Maurice that he is not, in fact, on top of this guy. It happened so fast! He puffs out a few unneeded breaths as the fight between Cigar and himself flashes across the backs of his eyes.

This guy is strong.

"Are you...a vampire...?" Maurice slurs with one eye squeezed close in anticipation of getting socked again.