When the zombie vampire lunged at her, she did the same, launching herself into the air, both affected by each other. She knew that when the infected was a vampire in life; he was a not only a high-level, but an Elder.
The scimitar had a terrifying edge. As the nails collided with the scimitar, sparks of light shot out from both of them, and she could hear a sound emitting from the coalition.
"CRACK!"
She knew that her scimitar managed to cut the infected's fingernail...
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They fought, and before they knew it, an hour had passed, and she was tempering with the zombie vampire. And neither of them looks tired. Little Mara looks like she can keep fighting more, exchanging blows, but that's only what she looks like.
She was about to throw in the towel. When she noticed an abnormality in the infected vampire's body.
