Panic lit Calixan’s eyes. He didn’t understand what was going on. It was like he was fighting three opponents in the body of just a single one. One was a Vampire Lord, the other so bastion of light, and the last a Paladin Lord.
The middle of the three was one Calixan had never seen before, but he could feel a Perfect Fra when he saw it. Though it was less impressive at the Proving Class, a Perfect Fra was still a Perfect Fra.
The other two, though... they were simply legendary.
The Vampire Lord Fra was one that could only be awakened by the vampires of purest blood. Even if you were the child of a Vampire Noble, it wasn’t guaranteed even at the Proving Class.
This was why Calixan had never even thought to question the idea that Grey was a Vampire Lord. Who else but a Vampire Lord could ever have such a Fra?
But, the other Perfect Fra, the last of them...
’Paladin.’
It was a word that shook Calixan to the core.
Holy Knights seed like they had so much prestige, but the truth of the matter was that they were only given a aningless preface to a weak title. It was the Paladins that they mimicked and learned from, Paladins that they could only manifest the smallest bit of power compared to, Paladins who were the truest and closest worshippers of the Goddess outside of those Marked by the Gods themselves.
There was no way a Paladin Spirit would choose a Vampire of all things, that was the antithesis of everything they were.
"IMPOSSIBLE!"
Calixan vanished, teleporting away before Grey’s follow up strike could land.
Grey cursed as he felt Blood suddenly appear behind him, slamming down with not just one, but two fists.
The power was to the point where he felt like the wind alone might have forced him to his knees, a suffocating presence bearing down on him.
Just when Grey was about to dodge.
BOOM.
The force slamd into him, his eyes widening as he felt all his ribs crack at once.
His face was pressed into the ground, the blood he wanted to cough up not having the room to do even that. A ripping pain crawled up his spine. Even it seed like it was just a mont away from snapping apart for good.
’Fuck...’
Grey coughed as he felt the pair of fists leave his body. Wait, leave his body? It really did feel like they had been embedded into him.
His vision swam, darkness clinging to its edges.
’Move... I need to move... Shit...’
"KILL HIM!" Calixan roared.
’What a fucking annoying voice.’
BOOM.
Grey vanished just as a second hamr fist was about to fall from above, appearing to the side in pools of steps he had taken earlier.
He slashed out at Blood’s side, trying to cut him in two. But—
Chi.
Grey’s eyes widened as his blood saber shattered to pieces, his wrist nearly going with it. Heart Lance was at Core Sync now, not to ntion Level 13. He had activated his Vampire Lord Fra in full. His blood sabers shouldn’t be this weak.
No... it wasn’t that his blood sabers were weak...
Blood’s body was just that strong.
A rain of golden bullets ca from the side.
"FUCK YOU’RE ANNOYING." Grey roared in frustration.
Calixan sneered but didn’t say anything. He simply ford another sphere of gold around himself while Blood launched a counter attack.
Grey hopped back, sliding onto the lake and out of the way of Blood’s swinging fist.
Blood followed.
"NO!"
Blood stopped moving and Grey looked like he had co to a stop before he suddenly vanished, appearing right in front of Calixan.
Calixan’s eyes opened wide. He didn’t expect that Grey could teleport so far, and because of the darkness hanging around, it was impossible to see where Grey had left his footprints.
Grey could have used it before, but he had waited specifically for this exact mont.
He slamd down.
BOOM. Calixan’s back slamd against an opposing wall. He hadn’t put as much power into his shield this ti, thinking he’d have more than enough ti to react to Grey if he ca again.
He didn’t.
"I’m fucking tired of you." Grey growled.
Calixan waved his staff again, already prepared to teleport again.
Grey vanished first.
Calixan vanished second. He was too late to react.
Grey’s blood saber ripped right through Calixan’s chest, his Paladin Fra radiating with a dense might that covered the surroundings in his Resonant Fra.
He had already seen Calixan’s teleportation once. Unfortunately for Calixan, that teleportation required him to use his Resonant Fra as well, and that was sothing that Grey could sense. Even more unfortunately for him, he had teleported sowhere Grey had steps nearby.
So long as Grey reacted first, he was able to slash before Calixan even registered anything in his surroundings.
All it cost Grey was a shit ton of stamina.
Blood roared and Calixan grabbed Grey’s wrist with almost a little too much strength.
"I... won’t... fall... here..." Calixan growled, blood drizzling down his chin.
"Yes the fuck you will." Grey growled. He swapped to his Helion Fra and his arm began to burn with the light of the shining sun.
Calixan’s flesh sizzled on contact, but to Grey’s surprise, the man didn’t let go of his arm at all. That much would have been fine by Grey. After all, his original plan was to burn Calixan from the inside out with his blade.
Unfortunately, a blood blade didn’t react to Helion Resonance the sa way a tal blade did. The heat transfer was too slow, almost like he was microwaving plastic.
By the ti Grey realized this and thought to use Iron Veil to maybe help the transfer along, the light of madness in Calixan’s eyes had reached a breaking point and what little light there was coming from the lake was swallowed up by a shadow.
It would have made sense if the shadow was Blood, but it was not. Grey would have known. He had a very special way of making certain.
No. The shadow ca from the lake’s depths, and it swallowed up Calixan’s body whole.
BANG.
Grey was sent flying.
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