Chapter 4: Ch 3: Hunter’s Raid

(POV)Lythalia Dasandoral

 

 

It's been a week since I took her in. At the time, I was teaching her everything she needed to know. To be honest, I was taken aback. How did she pick it up so quickly? I had no idea what she was up to because she always read alone in the library and refused to let me join her. Does she even have trust in me? She shouldn't be, I suppose. We've only been friends for a week. Of course, she wasn't convinced just yet. If I were her, I would do the same thing.

 

 

"Sister, I'm done," she chuckled. She hands over the test paper I gave her. Surprisingly, she manages to perfect everything. I was no longer surprised since she always got perfect scores on every test paper I gave her.

 

 

"I'm wondering how you learned so quickly; do you even trust me? Why can't you tell me?" I unthinkingly said to her. Her sweet smile quickly alters into a saddening expression.

 

 

"Si...sister, I...I..." Fear and sadness well up in Irthea's gray-white eyes. "I...I'm sorry, I...I...I can't..." Tears streamed down her cheeks. I was perplexed. I wanted to ask her what was wrong, but she ran away before I could.

 

 

Trying to recall what happened to her. What I just said is now clear to me. I tried to pursue her, but her scent was nowhere to be found inside the castle. I ran as fast as I could from where her scent was coming from, which was inside the dark, dreary forest. That forest was dangerous, and I didn't know if she'd survive without knowing her abilities.

 

 

This smell... Tsk, what are they doing in this place?! They haven't given up looking for me yet?! They return at an inconvenient time! They are close to her. I never want to lose anyone else!! I'm going to kill!! Everyone who will cause harm to the people I care about and they shall my wrath!

 

 

"Haimophonos! Gun Class!" My blood began to pool in my palm, forming a double handgun. The gun was black with a red rose on the hammer, a rose thorn wrapped around it, and it used my blood as a bullet.

 

 

On the way, I could smell those filthy guild hunters, and some others were near Irthea. Rain of arrows and magic greeted me on my way; my senses were stronger than those of a normal wild vampire, so I could easily avoid them.

 

 

I could easily get rid of them, but Irthea might not accept who I was. After all, who would accept such a terrifying being wielding the power of a Great Holder?! I flip back on the tree and jump, forcing myself to accelerate directly towards the enemy. When I got close to the enemy, I shot them with my gun, causing them to lose a lot of blood after my bullet blood made contact with their blood.

 

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"Who are you? You're obviously not your average hunter," I said coldly. I sense a tremendous amount of power, but it's not his power that concerns me; it's his weapon. His weapon was a Deihika, whose name was created by an otherworldly who was a member of the Hunter Guild. "Deidamai" and "Mahika" mean "To Destroy" and "Magic," respectively. Deihika has the ability to cut magic, but as Great Holder was magic itself. It's not a good match for us.

 

 

"Hm? Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking someone? Never mind. My name is Drake Beisalor, Silver Rank B Hunter. Nice to meet you, Blood Princess." He had blond hair and brown eyes and was tall and handsome. I would have mistaken him for royalty if he had red, blue, or emerald eyes.

 

 

I didn't respond; instead, I shot him several times. His Rank, on the other hand, was not merely for show. He's faster but not as fast as me. He's stronger, but not as strong as I am. He's smarter but not as smart as me. He is more knowledgeable and experienced than I am.

 

 

I was only shooting him down as I flew backward. With his Deihika, he was only destroying my magic. Every bullet was only being absorbed by his sword. The more his Deihika absorbed magic, the stronger he became. But stopping my attack gives him a chance to knock me out. To restore his strength to normal, I must pause my attack for 30 seconds.

 

My plan was risky, but it gave him more strength. But this way, I'll have plenty of time to dry him off. "Haimophonos Bow Class" My gun was fading as my appeared. My bow was blood-red, with a red batwing at the tip and a blood rose at the nocking point.

 

I made a slew of blood-soaked bats. The blood bats surrounded Drake and began attacking him. Even though he was still being attacked, he was still chasing me as I flew, but even my attack was halted, he couldn't attack properly due to the blood bats. The blood bats were similar to the man-eating bats that were discovered every night in the cave. Its mouth was filled with charp teerh, its body resembled an orb, its eye was blooded red, and he had wings on his head.

 

I began by pulling the rose and making a blood arrow, focusing the blood on the tip of my blood arrow. I shot him with an arrow as soon as all of my blood bats were destroyed. He notices my arrow and dodges it as if it were a ball of paper being thrown slowly. He dashed forward and thrust his sword into my stomach. "You should shoot the arrow while you still have the opportunity, blooded princess. Even if you did, nothing would change; just a swing and it would be absorbed," he said with a smile.

 

 

"Idiot, I know what I'm doing; mister corpse, look behind you,"I said with a smile. Looking behind him, he saw that he had been shot by an arrow, and he was surprised to see me behind him. The me in front of him dissolved into blood. And the hunter's blood began to dry.

 

 

When I arrive at my destination. I noticed Irthea sitting on the ground, terrified. Ten Hunters stood in front of her, pointing their weapons at her. I tried to attack, but Deihika sealed my magic for a brief moment when he stabbed me, leaving only a small amount of magic, that wasn't enough to use my ability.

 

 

I see one of the hunters shoot an arrow at her. I dash toward Irthea, blocking the arrow. The arrow struck me in the chest. I collapsed on the ground, my vision was gradually fading, and I couldn't speak normally. I only manage to say one word to her: "Run."

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