THE VAMPIRE; Nark De Melchias

XI. The one who survives to the end wins

Dante sensed that a great power was coming and destroying this world, the strange beam had raised a meteor rock from the sky and began to strike randomly. "Miss, let's find shelter!" Dante.

The girl turned to look for the whereabouts of Isaac covered in blood. "Your Majesty the King will definitely be fine, he is a strong man."

The meteor continued to fall and hit several vampires and white-winged nations, meteors capable of killing anyone. "Constantine, go and protect Ethel until I come" Isaac said.

The curly-haired man was reluctant to move away from Isaac in the slightest, he just stayed beside Isaac's body which was regulating his slightly disturbed breathing. "Dante is enough to protect her, Your Majesty."

The commanding officer had a healing power where the wounds Isaac produced began to close. "It looks like this jerk is getting power from the bastard Osiris" Isaac said in a furious tone.

The man was suddenly next to Isaac and attacked him until Isaac's body bounced away and Constantine was just silently glued. "Stop fighting, demon."

Isaac fell down with his whitened bead eyes indicating he was unconscious. "Where was your arrogant attitude that said that this war was the death of the troops of the white-winged nation."

"The human girl who is with you should not be in this cruel world."

The man approached the girl who was running for shelter, which was what the higher-ups of the three nations were looking for.

A red spear descended from the sky piercing directly into the body of the man who was about to walk to the place where Ethel was. "Don't you dare step your foot in that girl's place, you son of a bitch."

The spear instantly shattered the instant the white-winged man touched it. "You misunderstand me, I'll just put the human girl to where she is. Not here. I can't kill a human, it's not ordered."

The wind blew fiercely accompanied by a red aura that mixed into one and tore his body apart slowly. "Stop quibbling. You approach the girl, then I'll make you suffer rather than death coming for you."

The man grasped the sword made of his strength, the sword that was illuminated by the white light. "You're strong. But not as strong as I thought."

"I guess Isaac who nearly wiped out the vampire nation all by himself was stronger than I thought."

Isaac was unconscious. He used his power with an unconscious mind, it would only make a bad impact happen to his body.

His strength grew even more as time passed, a red tendril appeared out of the ground and bound Isaac's body. As long as there were tendrils that tightly bound Isaac's body, his strength was boundless and would continue to attack the white-winged man.

"You use force when you're unconscious, I'm worthy of praise. But it's still gonna have a bad impact on your body."

A red light emerged from the sky and something unexpected appeared on the surface of the ground. "You made my clone?"

"I wonder what it's like to fight yourself, so I created a clone of you to fight you."

"Physical, appearance, power, is exactly the same as you" Isaac said.

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The girl sat leaning against the rock with her sister's body asleep in her arms, she stared at the sky which was emitting strange rays continuously. The white and red light that collided with each other made the wind blow louder than before.

They are protected in a cave where no one is around, except Dante who has been constantly exerting strength to make protectors.

"It looks like we will stay here until His Majesty comes to our rescue, the situation on the battlefield is getting dangerous."

Dion tried to move his immovable body as soon as the white-winged man passed through his body just like that. "In my territory, everything cannot move unless I command it." said the man.

"Tell your high priest you won't be able to kill Isaac." Isaac Excited.

The man stepped back, the red tendrils binding his wounded body to his enemy's consecutive attacks. "Can you just give up? I only came because I was told."

"Relying is the same as dying."

A grin was created on the face of the white-winged man. "Satut was given praise, a relentless demon." he chuckled with a tendril carrying the body of a girl who was struggling to be released.

"But I think this girl is the key to you giving up" he said.

The tendril disappeared along with Ethel who kept his distance. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" she said.

"But can you lend me your body for a while until the demon dies?" The man channeled an energy into Ethel's slowly unconscious body.

Ethel's blue bead turns blue where the blue is younger than hers which is like sky blue at night. "Let's continue."

The girl darted forward approaching the red tendril that bound Isaac's body and attacked him simultaneously. "I have no interest in fighting someone unconscious."

"So wake yourself up if you don't want this girl to walk away from your side, demon." Exclaim the man.

The girl continued to slash the tendril until Isaac's body fell to the ground weakly. "Wake up." Ethel dripped liquid on Isaac's unconscious face.

"Wake up, Nark."

His red-eye bead returned, looking at the girl beside him with something different. He smiled and touched the beautiful face of his girl. However, something sharp pierced him. "Ethel?" lirih Nark's.

Blood flowed from his mouth, he tried to get up and away from Ethel who was being controlled. "You're controlling it?" mummy Nark did not believe it.

"Sorry, this is the only way to make you desperate" said the man.

"If you don't want the girl to leave, fight her. Fight to the point of your final blood, demon."

Contrary to the man's words, Nark continued to avoid Ethel's slash that continued towards him. How can he fight someone he loves so much? Her thought. "Stop, Ethel."

"Stopped? I won't stop until you fight me, that's what you say."

A red aura gathered in Nark's hand formed a weapon to fight the girl, blood flowing from his eyes. It was not blood from being wounded, but rather tears of blood from fighting the greatest fear within him.

Against someone he loves. "Alright, let's die together" said Nark.

The inversely proportional force creates a thick smoke blocking the fight between people who love each other. The sword that pierced both bodies was slowly cracking.

"As you promised Isaac, the last blood point. He who endures to the end is the victor."

Seriate...