"Have fun." He called behind him as he flew away from the Vampires and out of the underground space.
He crippled every Vampire that he could in a straight line across the underground space. Then he dug through the wall at the other end and left the space. He is not willing to stay and see the outcome of his sabotage.
"What was that about?" One of the Vampires asked the others.
Ragnarok came and went just like that. They expected more from him. They expected mass destruction and a killing spree. It is what is expected from any Vampire in the devouring lineage but he didn't kill anyone.
Someone suggested. "We are probably not his target. He is definitely on his way to fight another Primogenitor. We just happened to be in his way so he decided to have some fun with us."
"You don't say. He didn't even kill anyone. He just trashed them." This person then sighed. "It must be nice to be so strong."
