The System of a Vampire 64 The Bloody Enchanter Returns pt 2

"Quite the welcoming party for you Master" chuckled Draig as he looked at the assembled forces of the Dread Knights.

"Behold, the Leech is here. Do you all still doubt me" yelled Kraus as it seemed his people had started to lose faith in his leadership.

"Step aside mortal, I have business to tend to" stated Draig making his voice able to be heard by the masses.

Unknown to those who were about to have a standoff a lone figure stood far in the distance with a wicked smile.

'That's it boy, show them what Feratu is capable of' chuckled the figure as he sat down to enjoy the coming show.

With Draig and company it seemed the situation was going to devolve to a slaughter as Kraus stepped forward.

"Do you really think we would let monstrous scum like your group pass into our domain" demanded Kraus.

"Your Domain?" asked Draig narrowing his eyes before a raucous laughter erupted from his throat as he jumped from his mount with the black Ivory sword at his waist and his cane in his hand.

"Tell me human, what makes you think this is your Domain. I am quite Curious" chuckled Draig still finding humor in the statement.

"You hear this, will we stand by while this mongrel makes a Mockery of all of us" shouted Kraus his hulking form hidden behind armor.

"Mongrel" stated Draig as his smile faded, it seemed to have struck a nerve as he disappeared from the spot and appeared right in front of Kraus.

"W-what" stuttered Kraus unable to believe what he had just seen.

"I do wonder, do you have the strength to curse me as such" stated Draig as his cane whipped Kraus across the knees bringing him to a kneel.

"Oh no, it is too late to kneel and apologize" smirked Draig as his hand formed into a fist and smashed into the side of the Leader of the Dread Knight's helm sending him to the ground.

Kraus growled before coming back to his feet in a purple haze.

"Oh no. There will be no relying on borrowed power" chuckled Draig as the purple haze disappeared.

"It seems you know me after all though" pondered Draig putting on a glorious pompous act before Kraus.

This was an image he wished to hold over his opponents from now on, one of absolute victory. As if nothing they did would ever fell him in battle.

Far away the figure laughed uproariously at the act, he knew how the Feratu was in real life and this was nothing of how he would act. He liked it though, he liked it alot. Reminded him of his youth though he thought Draig to be a bit scrawny.

Kraus growled before motioning with his hand for his people to move, though he saw Draig smile instead of the look of fright he had expected.

"Oh dear have I mistaken your intents, did you bring me lunch instead" asked Draig as his cane whipped through the air knocking swords from the hands of those who got close however the numbers were truly something he wasn't ready for.

'Damn, how did the Founder manage these kinds of Odds' thought Draig as his cane disappeared.

As soon as the cane disappeared his hands became a blur of motion before he slammed the ground violently causing a small tremor within a short radius.

Far off the figure stared and was critiquing Draig now.

'A bit rugged but passable I suppose, I would have just swung my sword and cleaved through them by now. Young people nowadays' thought the Figure with a shake of his head.

As if having read his mind he watched as Draig drew his sword, it was interesting to him as he could tell it was no metal which caused him to look at the broken horns of those six legged Rhinos.

"Ha Ha, interesting choice" laughed the Figure

With Draig though it seemed his little display had discouraged some of the Knights and soldiers around him.

"Oh is this really all humanity has at its beck and call, pitiful. I was almost going to spare you for giving me a warm up" taunted Draig as he swung his sword and decapitated a Knight that had fallen.

Kraus meanwhile stood at the back and tried to summon the Limitbreaker but found it futile, growling he decided to use his class.

It was ironic as he had truly awakened as Dread Knight, this was his class and the source of his power. If only Draig knew then he would truly be laughing at this person.

The knights seemed to find their courage after seeing the casual kill as they once again charged Draig hoping to use their numbers to win.

However these meager hits were nothing as the Feratu made his blade move, anywhere a strike was supposed to land that Ivory blade seemed to be there, when there was an opening it was there. It was almost like an absolute defense until eventually Kraus motioned for the Archers to begin their assault and an arrow struck true causing Draig to grunt allowing for a few swords to grace his body with cuts.

'Damn it, got too cocky. Thank god that Old mutt isn't here to see this' thought Draig as he swung with all his might slicing many apart from the sheer force as their swords broke upon contact and Draig turned to mist allowing the next wave of blows to fly through as he appeared before the archers.

This caused panic as they attempted to flee realizing they weren't safe.

"Oh no, there is no freebies here" stated Draig as his flying knife made it's appearance and flew from his hand like lightning cutting down many a archer.

Kraus meanwhile couldn't believe what he was seeing, this wasn't what he had planned after all this time.

'Damn, has he always been so strong. Where was this power during the battle with the Guilders that year' thought Kraus as he felt like he had played along a string as if he was a Marionette dancing to Draig's rhythm from the very beginning.

The foot Knights didn't allow Draig to attack as he wished though and were quickly upon him again, causing him to smile as he had been thinking of a new move.

Slashing his own wrist much to the disgust of those watching Draig poured the crimson essence into his mouth before spitting out as a mist that floated into the air gaining the attention of the oncoming Knights.

"Crimson Rain" chuckled Draig as he pointed down and those little dust sized Droplets hardened and came down like comets.

'Against the common man I will never be defeated' chuckled Draig in thought until he suddenly felt a heavy attack smash into his back as Kraus ran him down with his infernal mount.

Draig coughed up blood from the force, taken by surprise initially he grinned as now it would become more interesting.

"You know I learned something new while I was gone" laughed Draig as he took a familiar stance.

'What the hell is he doing' wondered the Figure in the distance.

"What is that" laughed Kraus though he was wary of the odd stance.

"Something I picked up from an Old mutt" stated Draig as he spun rapidly creating a whirlwind but as he spun he released copious amounts of blood while the slain bodies were taken in and shredded by the winds dying it crimson.

This was none other Kira's Fanged Twister however the Feratu wanted to add his own touch to it as the blood took on the shapes of bats and a horrible screeching was heard.

'It seems the situation has turned, I better leave and regroup' thought Kraus as he called the men within hearing distance but it was unfortunate not many could hear over the screeching.

Kraus retreated with a new found fear in his heart and even greater want for revenge as he watched that cursed twister ron amok as his men fled of their own volition into any direction they could while those who weren't fast enough were picked up and torn asunder before Draig suddenly stoped and the blood dying the twister turned bats flew into his beloved little book adding great depth to it's contents.

The straggler's looked at Draig fearfully as the blood along the battlefield was non existant, this was what they called bloodless killing.

"You may leave" chuckled Draig though internally his organs were a mess. He wasn't sure how Kira was able to perform such an attack more than once.

He was certain his stomach was shredded and his vessels had burst which was becoming apparent as his body began to turn purple as if one large bruise.

'Damn mutt is tough' thought Draig as he started to become dizzy, it seemed something had gone wrong in his head as well.

The Feratu fell backwards only to be caught by Sylvie who force fed him pills as Zarra and company arrived to see the shredded landscape from the relatively short encounter.

"Did we miss the show" asked Gregory as he tried to find any useable corpses that were in good condition.

What he found was nothing, no bones, no skin, and oddly no blood.

"Hey Dark sissy, I think your damn ball is broken" called Gregory as he didn't see any sign that an army had been there.

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"Thank you" smiled Zarra until he heard the rest.

"It just had a bad reception" laughed the BloodKnight as they dropped down to take the Feratu.

"We will take him from here" stated Zarra as he put on a proffesional persona.

"Not without Sylvie" stated the Demon slayer who stared down Zarra blankly making him feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Uh yea sure" answerd Zarra as he took the entourage with while the Figure in the distance shook his head in disgust at the final attack.

'Using the techniques of a beast, your forgetting your heritage brat' thought the Figure as he punched the ground at his side causing a chasm to open up swallowing up the battlefield.

"Don't worry boy, Grampy's gonna clean up your act" laughed the Figure as he spat up some black blood with golden flakes in it.

Chapter end