(Calm before the storm chapter)
"Shall we face you one by one, my lord or-" Spider inquired, her voice filled with anticipation. But before she could finish her sentence, Michael interjected with a playful chuckle.
"That would be boring, and the fight would be over in a mere moment," he remarked, knowing that individually, none of them stood a chance against him. Spider's eyes gleamed with a deadly mix of excitement and venomous intent. Unlike Saber and the elder vampires, who pledged their loyalty to the Dark Lord out of reverence, the vampire death squad had joined his ranks for monetary reasons. Michael saw this as an opportunity to earn their unwavering loyalty through a display of his formidable strength.
"Bring forth your best skills," Michael goaded the death squad members, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
