Red Blood

Krairon - Erga (Vl)

Finally after a day of circling the place where the wolves rule so-called, he found them too. Surely this Werewolf was not happy with what Taring and his friends had done. If they were smart, they should have predicted this would happen. But unfortunately, none of them make plans to anticipate the catastrophe they have certainly met.

“You brash humans! Feel this!”

Thump!

With incredible speed the Werewolf attacked Rhino and Ilfina simultaneously. His fists threw the two of them into the cliff behind with the Rhino squashing the girl's body like an insect.

“Arrgg!” Blood leaped out of Ilfina's mouth. The veil's coming off.

Taring could do nothing at a speed he could not keep up with his eyes just now. He just stared at Ilfina and the Rhino bouncing. Ilfina could not get up, her body was too exhausted because she used magic all day long without stopping. His power is on the verge of the boundary.

“This is the result if you like to interfere in people's affairs!” The Werewolf who must be he was Istara laughed when he saw the two of them in a daze.

Unlike the Rhino, because his skin is hard he only suffered blisters not to hurt. In the condition that both of his friends were beaten in one attack, Taring instead walked toward Werewolf casually, “heh! what was? You want to too?” Istara.

But Taring was deaf not hearing anything he had just heard. The man lowered his head to Istara's feet. The owner of the leg who felt that Taring was about to kneel grinned widely.

“Please lift your foot,” says Cold fang. The smile from Istara's face faded because what she imagined never happened. It turned out that Taring was only picking up the veil he was stepping on.

“If I don't want—“

Plaque!

One slap is enough to throw the Werewolf into the cliff behind him. The times he could feel the pain that Ilfina received. The fangs walked slowly closer to his two companions while hiding a hideous expression behind long strands of hair. Ilfina could sense there was a dangerous aura coming out from the Taring.

“You are okay,” said Taring while thrusting the veil to Ilfina, “wait here. Rhino, you take care of him while I face the Werewolf.”

“I'll help—“

“Do not!” Shouted Ilfina while pulling Rhino's hand, “we should not interfere.”

“What Taring can beat him alone?”

“I don't know, but .. I've never seen him that angry.”

Taring's eyes stared intently at the Werewolf who had been struggling to get up from the pile of rocks on him. Fiery eyes full of anger and vengeance. No need to enter Vampire mode to kill a wild animal acting like a human. Enough with the usual energy accompanied by anger will be able to throw off any arrogance belonging to Istara.

“Hooo .. Great also your strength Young man,” Istara looked up at the sky for a while, the cloudy cloud that Ilfina had gathered was now gone and the moon appeared clean.

The light bathed every feather belonging to Istara, “the last time anyone dared to hit me when I was a child in the academy. The boy now has no mouth and has to eat through a small tube for the rest of his life. And I have never been humiliated again, until now,” while saying that his body is getting bigger to double.

Then Isatara took out a kind of syringe that contained red liquid, “para Krairon was very useful actually. But baby, thanks to you they will all perish like the Vampires ten years ago.”

“What did you do to them?” Fangs asked.

“I knew all along that Krairon was hiding in the hill behind me. I deliberately didn't bother them because I could still use them. But ever since I found out you were meddling, they're in danger now. Within two minutes, I was ready to blow them all to pieces until there was nothing left.”

Istara injected all the red liquid into her neck and her eyes instantly turned bright red. His body grew bigger with muscles swelling instantly. His body is four times as big as a tree. The fangs had to look up to see it.

While Taring on the contrary, he just kept silent in a place to do nothing. He also did not bring out any fangs, claws, or any special things in him related to Vampires. Except his gaze was now more and more sharply like being torn apart the soul of the Werewolf he was staring at.

The fangs rolled to the side dodging the deadly attack. Luckily none of the Istara attacks hit. But fatal to him, while rolling the werewolf back launched a second attack that was even more deadly. A large foot the size of a tray was ready to hit Taring with full force.

Fingers panicked, he quickly changed positions then jumped extremely high into the air. That's when the defense was off guard and immediately used by Istara by throwing a blow to the back of the Taring while on the wind. His fangs bounced very far into the cliff wall, his mouth bleeding.

"Gaghagh!"

“What is this only your ability?” Istara said haughtily.

In a state of stone, Taring slowly stood back up. His bowed head was covered by long white hair hiding the face of the devil. As soon as he looked up, his eyes had already turned red, the fangs in his mouth came out and the nails in his hands became as long as Istara's.

Taring growls, then—

Cebrats!

The three claws of Taring ripped through the chest of his enemy in the blink of an eye. That speed made Istara shocked half to death. He really did not expect the power of the Taring to change so greatly in such a short period of time. Now the position has turned. Istara was a little scared.

The werewolves aren't playing around anymore. He attacked Taring blindly with all the power he had. The entire place they fought was shattered and left deep holes due to the Istara shock. The fangs had yet to attempt an attack, he only dodged trying to keep his distance from each attack, occasionally hitting a punch with a punch. Istara realized she was being played with and Taring did not seriously take out all her strength.

Gap!

Istara caught Taring's leg and threw him into the air ready to hit with his fist. In his mind he thought the previous events would reoccur. But what happened was beyond estimation, Taring even hooked the Werewolf's neck with claws through the hairy skin. He stood on Istara's shoulder ready to end the fight .

Sharp teeth grinned out of the mouth of the fangs. Then he bit Istara's neck until it was torn apart. Scrips of pain rang from his mouth with blood splashing down the ground. He was about to reach Taring who was standing on his body but still his hand was not up.

Unsatisfied with ripping the neck, the long claws of the Taring reached into the large wound that touched the neck bone.

“TARING DON'T!” Ilfina exclaimed in the distance.

Brak!

It was too late, the beast's collarbone was pulled out until its spine was also torn apart by the Werewolf's head. Taring raised Istara's head high followed the collapse of his body to the ground while posing victory while bathed in blood. This time he did not dare to drink blood recklessly considering the experience he had experienced before.

His eyes are back to normal. After the fight was over he approached Rhino and Ilfina on the edge of the cliff. The two people who were approached were even a little afraid to see the form of Taring that was similar to the monsters they had met before. The whole body from the feet to the ends of the hair full of red liquid belongs to Istara.

“Taring ..?” Said Ilfina hesitatingly.

“You all right?”

“Ya we are fine. Oh no! For Krairon!”

With the last remaining energy Ilfina cast a teleportation magic. He swung his hand very quickly and a golden circle formed under the feet of the three of them. Slowly the circle shrinks by about a quarter percent and—

Zeb!

They have moved up the mountain. Ilfina fell unconscious out of energy. Taring could not catch the girl's body because her eyes were now fixed on dozens of Krairon who were tied to the rock.

On top of them was some kind of bomb that kept beeping! ready to explode in less than five seconds!

...-- Bersambunh-...