With an X-shaped motion, he swung forward, threatening to tear a hole open in my back, but before he knew it, a wall of soft white flesh presented itself before him.
The muscles tightened, keeping the blades in place just as the vampire I had created distorted and turned into a puddle of blood.
"No need to drag this out," I muttered, curling my fingers around the handle of my spear and directing the blade downwards.
My opponent, who was near death and confused as to how I summoned the vampire, somehow remained calm and collected before clapping his hands together.
"[Domain of Blood]."
My spear was suddenly wrapped in blood and tossed, sending me flying away as I kept my grip strong around the handle.
As I instantly recovered and stopped rolling on the ground, I stood up and scoured the area, seeing the ground beneath me slowly turn into what seemed to be a marsh of hanging limbs, blood, and rotting flesh.
