"Slay them," she corrected him with a long-suffering tone. As though it was a particular point of contention even within her own mind. "You can't kill what's already dead, Guy. But -- it's sort of a fate thing. One girl in every generation draws the winning -- hah -- number and she alone has the powers to fight vampires and demons and the forces of evil. My number came up. I didn't even know those things existed before I was called."

Such a young age indeed. Heavy responsibilities for a girl still trying to navigate high school crushes.