The entire city was filled with refugees and brave people. Those who wished to fight, and those who didn't.
Dexter walked through the streets until he found a tall building that seemed like a hospital.
He walked forward and entered the hospital with a calm look on his face.
The hospital didn't exactly look like the same modern ones as there was lacking electricity. Despite this he could see a strange machine in each of the patient rooms which he was curious about.
The smell of blood lingered in the air, and he could feel his senses tingling. Despite the temptation to run into one of the rooms and feed on a random person, he walked towards the doctor's office.
"Hey," he mumbled as he entered and locked the door behind him.
The woman sitting there was deep in thought when, all of a sudden, someone entered the office and locked the door.
She looked at Dexter from head to toe with furrowed brows.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" the woman asked, and Dexter walked to her side of the table, causing her to grow scared.
"Stand up," he said, looking into her eyes. As she did, he moved close to her.
"Don't scream. It'll only take a minute," the doctor nodded as she stared into his eyes, and then he moved towards her neck.
Fangs grew in his mouth, and he sank them into her neck.
Dexter began to hug the woman as he drank her blood greedily. He didn't want to restrain himself and rip the woman's neck, but this was a camp with rules.
Plus, vampires weren't even allowed in the main city and were supposed to stay in the Sunwalkers' camp.
Dexter soon removed his fangs from her neck and looked into her eyes, seeing her crying.
"Don't be scared," he said, glancing at the wound.
"I didn't know you were really a prince," Dexter said as he approached Quan, who had finally landed.
Quan wore a blue outfit with white designs on the shirt. Golden chains adorned the shirt's pockets and exterior.
He landed on the ground and glanced at Dexter.
"I'm not going to say I'm happy to see you or whatever. And yes, I'm a dragon. What about you?" Quan asked.
Despite his calm tone, his mind was racing, recalling his and Dexter's fight from before.
"Vampire."
Quan nodded at Dexter's reply and saw Hannah walking towards them.
"I see you took my bride. But you actually have to defeat me before you can do that. Do you think you can?" Quan said in a low voice, taking a step closer to Dexter.
Dexter smiled at the statement and looked up to see Bai Lin sitting on what looked like a cloud, observing them.
"Wanna get at it right now?" Dexter said, summoning a black spear in his hand and spreading his wings behind him.
The prince too conjured a bright blue flame in his palm, from which a long sword emerged.
Collins descended and stood next to Hannah, who watched what was happening. He raised a brow.
"What the hell's going on?" he asked, and she pointed towards the pair.
"Quan is going to challenge Dexter," she said with a smile, and Collins couldn't help but chuckle.
Even he would have a hard time fighting Dexter, now a third class. And this prince, who was only a fifth class, was going to challenge him?
"I hid my powers before to not attract attention from the Drakes early on. Now I'll defeat you and confirm my superiority," Quan said, flying into the sky.
The advanced wings of fate sprouted from his back, and with a single flap, flames shot out, boosting Dexter toward the prince flying above the camp.
"Well, I hid my powers because of Hannah's father and what people would think of me. But now, I'm sure that you're weaker than me," Dexter said with a confident smirk, and Quan couldn't help but frown at this claim.