Chapter 81: A strange golden amour

Chapter 81: A strange golden amour

"This ends here!"— Aeravat's thunderous roar echoed as he plummeted from above like a blazing comet, his sights locked onto the Damphyr below.

Just as his sword's lethal arc aimed for the Damphyr's neck, a resounding clash of metal erupted—Clink–clang!— two attacks deflected his strike, each coming from opposite sides of his blade. The Vampire-kin's razor-sharp claws clashed against his talwar, intercepting his assault from both flat sides of the sword, creating a tumultuous clash of forces.

But this was not enough to stop Aeravat.

The sword's downward trajectory persisted, and the Vampire-kin found himself compelled to kneel on one knee under the sheer force of the collision, his position forced upon him by the weighty clash that sent shockwaves through his frame.

He struggled to maintain his grip on Aeravat's talwar, the weapon's edge biting into his flesh, leaving behind a deep gash on his shoulder.

And just as he... - Flash!

Something happened.

Before he could understand what had happened - thud!, the Damphyr's head rolled on the floor.

The last thing he saw before this happened was a sharp red line of pure energy in his vision, resembling a diagonal cut.

He lifted his head from the lifeless body of the Damphyr and found his gaze meeting Instructor Liya's.

"That's done. Let's go help them!" Instructor Liya commanded, and Aeravat nodded before both of them charged towards the vampiress.

Meanwhile-

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Takahashi found himself sprawled on the floor. His battered form was covered in bruises.

The reason for this?- Well, turned out that their combined attacks from earlier were not enough to put down the duo of the Vampiress and the Werewolf.

The spot where they attacked had a small crater, a testament to the intensity of their attack.

While Emily and Aurora remained relatively unscathed, because they engaged from a distance, Takahashi as a melee fighter had placed himself in the direct path of the werewolf, resulting in a severe thrashing that left him defeated on the floor. He was out cold. Not dead, but most likely unconscious.

"No!!"—He let out a shout while he pushed back the werewolf with his shield.

He ran towards Emily, to shield her from the vampires but —"You are not going anywhere! ", a menacing growl resonated from behind, its human-like timbre sending shivers down his spine.

In a bewildering turn of events, the werewolf ensnared him from behind, their bodies entwined in a fierce struggle that rapidly escalated into an intense tussle. In a harrowing twist of fate, both were thrust onto the ground, the werewolf securing its dominance by pinning Aeravat beneath its weight.

Gritting his teeth, Aeravat watched the unfolding scene from the ground, lifting his head, while Instructor Liya came and kicked the werewolf, unpinning Aeravat.

But it was too late — Swiiissshh!!.

The vampiress launched her attack.

Her arrow left a blazing red trail behind it. The colossal, glowing five-foot arrow was now about to strike Emily, who was pinned to the ground.

Aurora lay exhausted, her mana depleted, on the floor.

Takahashi was also on the ground, unconscious. Meanwhile, Emily herself was sprawled on the floor, pinned by four arrows.

In that moment, everything felt silent as the arrow made its way towards Emily.

Was this her end?

Was she going to die?

Just as the arrow was about to impale her torso something blurred in her vision.

As if emerging from a mirage, a figure materialized in front of her, almost out of thin air.

His body, drenched in a cloak of crimson, stood as an unyielding barrier between her and the imminent danger.

Time seemed to pause as destiny took its course—the merciless arrow found its mark, colliding with the newfound shield.

Bang! —The resounding bang echoed through the expansive lobby, reverberating with an intensity that sent shockwaves of wind cascading through the air. And along with the shock wave followed an explosion—Bomb!

Crimson red flames engulfed the figure, unleashing a devastating attack.

As the flames gradually subsided, a peculiar sight was unveiled —a figure stood before her, garbed in black outfit, stained with traces of crimson red.

He appeared to be adorned with a very strange... golden armour. The entire scene shouted otherworldly, leaving Emily in awe.

Not even a scratch could be seen on his body, as if the attack didn't even phase him.

Slowly the figure turned his gaze towards Emily, revealing a pair of unsettling grey eyes. Deeply unsettling.