~ THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW ~
The palace of the vampires was ravaged, crashed, wrecked by hundreds of explosions that were hidden by the werewolves without their knowledge.
The Vampire Lord was in a panic as his men decreased and decreased until only a few of them left who would protect him from anyone.
He gasped, gritted his teeth, and look upon the dark sky. It seemed like in grief and sent its empathy to them.
Lord Voltaire breathed heavily while the Werewolf King burst into laughter. He was closer to triumph as he succeeds with his plans.
Explosions were out of the vampires' knowledge and it had caused a lot of chaos and trouble. Lord Hugo grasped the cane tightly as he was too furious with him.
"Let's end this prestigious battle without using our abilities and powers! Let us fight only with our hands, Leonardo. Show to us that you are not just a King who seated to the throne more than the man who truly deserved it!"
