The three froze in fear. The atmosphere in the room changed drastically the moment the silhouette opened his mouth. The killing intent wafting through the air was hazardous.


    Their bewitched state was disturbed by fits ofughter. They instinctively looked to the side, only to see Kiro and Hiroughing maniacally. The intent didn''t seem to bother them at all.


    "Oh man, he still talks like that." Kiro said in-betweenughs.


    "Never gets old, never." Hiro agreed.


    "You, you dare mock me once again, mortal?" Drac said with a voice full of contempt.


    "Oh shut up. We will embarrass you once again, let''s do this."


    The room gained a bit of warmth as thenterns on the walls lit up a bit, giving the room some light. Revealing a thin, tall man dressed like he was to attend a ball that evening.


    "Is this him? Is this Drac, the vampire you infuriated?" Niki whispered.


    Hiro nodded, with a dumb smile on his face. For some reason, the way he talked amused them to the highest degree.


    "You''ll pay for that dearly."


    Ding!


    [You''ve annihted his creations, that he calls children. He''s never been this furious in his thousands of years alive, you''ve envoked fury under the vampire, Drac. He won''t stop until he''s had your head.]


    Drac


    Level 100


    HP: 80 000


    HP: 60 000


    Kiro smelled the blood before it even happened, Drac flicked his hand using the thumb''s nail. Tiny drops of blood flew up, he made hand gestures before they fell and the blood slowly turned taking shape.


    He still had the ss on another hand, and he downed whatever he was drinking in one gulp. He smirked mockingly as he watched them surprised, at the weapon forming in his other hand.


    The blood turned into a beautiful sharp crimson sword. He used his hand to beckon Ishaan to him. As if mind controlled, Ishaan was already strolling through the hall when Kiro acted and held him by the scruff of his neck, threw him backwards.


    "Yall be careful. He''s a vampire, he has weird seductive powers. I''ll try my best to stop you from falling into his hands."


    He warned them, remembering that one vision Drac showed him back then. And if he was honest with himself, he didn''t actually mind going back there.


    But Kiro wasn''t affected the same way they did. He had fought Kaos after all, his mental was stronger than the rest. Even Hiro had a somewhat weak resistance.


    "I can juste to you." He said already in front of Niki.


    Kiro was already there, with his bending kick that warped the space in front of Drac, sending him flying a few steps back. Hended on his feet though.


    They could basically taste the fury he exuded. Kiro remembered how clumsy he was, fighting while angry. So his n was to keep him in anger mode so he could possibly end him sooner.


    "I''m not my puppets, I shall end you right here."


    This time he went straight for Kiro with his sword he thrusting it. He parried it with Ryu and poked him on the stomach. He felt it but didn''t show it, he threw a punch that almost connected. Kiro dodged it by a hair''s breadth.


    Hiro used his me to attempt to burn him to dust. But he let out a slight chuckle instead. Fire was also one of his many skills, thus he was impervious to fire, more or less.


    Niki appeared behind Drac, he attempted to cut his feetpletely clean off with his poison dagger. He was however met with a heel kick that connected with his chin. Hepletely missed sinking his dagger into his skin.


    Felix wasn''t sure what to do. He couldn''t decide whether to stay as a priest or go help as a butcher. This decision he had to make was why he couldn''t make a move until now. He decided to y both roles.


    "Hey dummy, you aren''t equipped to y both. You''ll just run out of mana quicker." Kiro reprimanded.


    "Potions exist!" He shot back, not wanting to see reason.


    "You know potions are only good when you aren''t trying to take down a boss, for priests anyway. You know it doesn''t replenish your mana within seconds!" Kiro didn''t wait for him to reply, he blinked to the other end of the room.


    That''s where Drac was, slightly cornered by Ishaan. Though the smile on his face told everyone that he was just toying with him. Ishaan took it seriously though, he wanted more than anything to get his hands on that blood sword.


    He could feel how powerful of a weapon it was. So he used all his strength, to dodge and eventually he was able to cut Drac. He looked at Ishaan incredulously.


    Kiro was already there and connected his palm crashing. That sent Drac across the hall.


    "Great job Ishaan!"


    Kiroplimented him. That made him turn a slight colour of red. He didn''t remember thest time Kiro used his actual name, instead of ''chubby.''


    Just then, Drac used telekinesis faster than Kiro could react on time. But he was still blinking right behind Ishaan. When he was at a closer range to Drac, the hall with his friends disappeared.


    He entered a space he never thought his eyes would see. Just every bit of a woman was there, beckoning him forward, touching him in all kinds of ways.


    Out there, Ishaan stood dumbly in front of Drac.


    "Tsk. He''s so careless sometimes." Kiro said dropping a kick on Drac''s shoulder.


    He gracefully moved slightly to his right, avoiding the kick altogether. Good thing he did because the moment his foot connected with the ground, it left a small crater on the ground.


    Kiro wasn''t going to let him toy with them. Even then, he was just one person. He stuck around to ensure that Drac didn''t attack Ishaan while he''d put him under hypnosis.


    He threw his hand, intending to rip Ishaan''s heart out and eat it. Kiro didn''t think he''d make it, then a sound of metal sounded, which bound Drac where he stood.


    Giving Kiro the chance to use bending kick with all his might.