I hope you forget the bastards who left your life because you need to focus on the bastards coming"
The battle below did not take long, as Dracula's sudden appearance with such a number of dark soldiers ended the matter in a calm melody filled only with the noise of screams.
But at that moment, a large sword fell from the sky, splitting the earth in half. It pushed many of the dark soldiers away, threw many to the ground, and landed behind the person who threw me away a little while ago.
Status:
Name: Tyrone
Level: 350
Job: Son of the Commander of the Prison of the Worlds of Hell
Specialization: Warrior
Race: Hybrid
Skill: Shadow Sword**
Dracula stood up and wiped the blood from the soldiers who fell to the ground. In a fit of rage, she said:
"You will regret ruining my meeting with my lord, you bastard!"
