Spending the day meditating while the girls chatted off and on and then finally fell asleep at the end of the day. With a hmpf I squeeze my way out of Ellies embrace before sneaking out of the sleepingbag carefully as not to wake her. Seeing as their is no window in this small room I just sit in the corner and begin to meditate filling the whole room with my mist while I did so. A few hours into the night a subtle creak breaks out as a few pairs of eyes begin to look into the room. Hmm, looks like I'll be getting some exp. As the group men creep into the room quietly and clearly confused they begin to look around at the mist. With a inward laugh I figure I might try out my new techniques today. Condensing the cloud of air in the room into a large cloud I feel my speed shoot up as I bolted towards the back of someones heel and activate my bladewing slicing towards the achiles tendon.
"-30" As he opens his mouth to scream in pain his achiles tendom now severed part of the clouds begin to flow down his throat in a stream of little claws that lash out scratching at the sides of his throat and ripping into the esophagus and causing the man to slowly soffacate to death inable to make a sound. While the claws attacked from the inside destroying his lungs I had already lunged towards the other two who were unaware their companion had already been placed on deaths door. Running between them I sliced out with both my wings at once slicing into one of the achiles tends of both of them before sending the clouds down their throat and sending them to the same fate as their friend.
"Human Trafficker level 34 slain exp 1000*7
lvl 30/40 exp 50/5000"
"Human Murderer level 43 slain exp 1000*14
level 32/40 exp 4050/5000"
Hmm, that's nice good amount of exp. I go to lay down in the corner again but as I pass by one of the 'corpses' moves suddenly reacting instinctely I counter the grabbing hand with my wingblade slicing into his flesh and backing away quickly but he caught my wing and began to twist and pull breaking the wing immediately as the blood began to pour from his flesh I notice something wrong. His blood isn't the right color it's blackish red not crimson with a pungent and rotten smell covered up carefully by perfume I realize this isn't a human. No wonder destroying his lungs didn't kill him. Undead. Slicing at the wrist of the hand that is grabbing me I manage to free my maimed useless wing luckily I have two. Hmm I could make this safer by killing it with the clouds but that would ruin the point of using my new skill in the first place. Challenge time babies. With a deep breath I absorb a chunk of the clouds around us and my wing heals at a visible speed while the undead climbs to his feet and stands at a strange angle on his feet as I would assume it's quite difficult to stand without your achilles tendon. It's the first one I attacked luckily so both his achilles tendoms were severed but due to him being an undead it's become possible for him to stand and move still. Any human would be crippling their own mind and asking for death if they did as the pain would be mind numbing to put pressure on that...
With a creepy smile the redish hue from the eyes beneath the hood get brighter as the blood in the room begins to flood from the two corpses towards the undead. Vampire? hmm well let's not wait for him to get his attack ready. With a calm mind I begin to manipulate the clouds around us to force the blood away from him while also clouding his vision. The thick clouds slowing the vampires already limping motion to a snails pace as it speeds me up and shrouds me from sight. Sliding behind the possible vampire I slice both my wings forward feeling slight pain from the mostly healed wing that was maimed as I completely severe that leg however I am not without concerns either as a shadow from the ground spiked up and stabbed through the side of my chest cutting a gapping slice into me. Retreating quickly as I absorb more mist to close up my side I notice the vampire seems to be manipulating his own shadow and blood as well. I was stabbed by a mixture of the two twirled together in an ebon and crimson spike consisting of two long threads.
The vampires grin fades as he realizes I am not bleeding and the only thing that leakes from my wounds is mist. In all honesty it hurts like hell but it is fusing with the clouds around us as I manipulate it. It's worse then mist creation in efficency but it's not entirely bad it's giving me something back after losing part of my cloud to healing. Looking around the vampire grins again and I feel the blood that was headed for him begin to change directions as all of it flows towards the haybail in the corner. Hmm so he wants to force me to be in a passive position by attacking the girls. With an inward laugh my mist is already forcing that blood away sadly that also means it was forced towards me as I bolted towards the vampire. Blades formed of blood hot on my heels. With a leap followed by a upward push from the clouds I raise myself to the back of his neck slicing with both my wings followed by my claws. Hitting four times at once before slamming my back claws into him and kicking off and pushing myself backwards with my clouds barely missing the spike that sought to skewer me.