"Sir!" the subordinate cried in worry.
He shook his head and smiled weakly at the young man. "This is how it should be."
His lifeforce was but a little sacrifice compared to what they could gain if the vampires die. The fight was surely about to come to an end anytime soon. One last sacrifice was all they needed.
Little by little, the bandits were thinning in number, whereas the knights were also at their limits. Teo was sweating buckets, his golden hair sticking to his forehead as he swiped at another bandit with his spear.
The grounds and foliage were practically painted in blood now.
A bloody scent was like perfume to vampires, a delicious smell they couldn't resist when presented freely. The knights were soaked, and as gruesome as it might sound, sometimes they even lick on the blood for a tiny snack.
It was exciting, exhilarating even.