Truth to be told, I was still wounded. I even missed my daily "feeding". Because of that reasons I was weak. Weaker than usual, at least. Seeing I couldn't get out of this place meant that it was some kind of bounded field created using magic. If I knew magic maybe I could get us out. But I could barely use mana so using magic was way out of my league. I had to kill whoever created it. Looking at Lazarus's face, it was impossible. I broke my hand punching his face, yet he didn't even had a scratch on him. It slightly hurt my confidence. It also hurt my hand very much but I don't want to think about it.
"Why are you doing this!"
I screamed. Not because I expected an answer but because I needed some time to think.
"If a rat get into your house, what would you think?"
"For fuck's sake!"
I said as I dodged a claw swipe coming from left. It was fast. What are my options? Firstly, long range combat was out. I currently didn't carry anything to throw. I could pick some rocks from ground but just considering that showed how desperate I was. This meant that Sharpshooting, a C ranked skill I had was completely useless. Charisma? What was I going to do with it?Inspire this bitch to join me and help the humans? I didn't even know what Charisma did. Blood Reinforcement? New skill I got during dungeon battle. I didn't even remember how I used it. Even if I tried to remember now, I was too busy dodging his attacks.
"You pest!"
He looked frustrated. While this would make me happy in any other scenario, I wasn't sure if I could keep dodging him. Right now I used Hawkeye to read all of his moments. I could only do that because he wasn't fully focused. I was like an annoying fly to him. I posed no danger. He only swatted his hands to get rid of me. If he really put effort to hit me…
"Fuck!"
Exactly this would happen. I was thrown back. I felt similar taste of metal filling my mouth. Problem wasn't my eye. Even though my body was in a rough shape my eye was fully functional. I could see every muscle, bone and joint in his body. Problem was my body couldn't keep up with my eye and mind. Even when I read his movements and ordered my body to dodge those attacks I was one step late. It felt like a latest model engine was placed in a car that was about to collapse. While I was thinking this a punch broke my nose and send me stumbling back. When I nearly regained my balance a kick sent the contents of my stomach to my mouth.
"Pathetic!"
"Fuck you!"
I answered him as I rolled on the ground to avoid him stomping my head. I guess I should thank Edward. Since he beat the shit out me everytime we sparred, I was used to moving while hurt.
"What you said doesn't even make sense, you stupid son of a bitch! How I am inside your home?!"
"I own this city! Of course you are in my home!"
"You are delusional! This city doesn't belong to anyone!"
I spat blood to his face as he grabbed my hair. He headbutted me. My nose, which was already broken got fractured even further.
"Of course it is mine!"
"Yeah?!? Who gave you to right own it!?"
I blocked the kick coming to my stomach. It pounded to my guarding arms. My arms went numb for a second due heavy impact. Despite the numbness overtaking me, I grabbed his leg and pulled him to ground. He lost his balance and fell. He kicked me with his other leg but I rolled to dodge. He got up faster than me.
"My blood! I am rightful heir to Abdon name! My noble, pure bloodline is above everything! Even between Noble vampires we are exceptional! If I want something, of course it is mine!
"You are batshit insane. No pun intended."
His looked even more frustrated now.
"A second grade vampire like you can't understand what is like to be a real vampire! We are superior! Noble! Strong beyond imagination!"
"Those are very flashy words for a mere leech."
A raspy voice rang in my ears.
"Who dares to…."
We both looked at the source of the voice.
"Edward? No…."
Tall man clad in pitch black armor reminded me Edward. But something was different. Something was off. He walked slowly towards us. His slow yet heavy steps silenced everything around us. A dark, fog like miasma followed him with his every step. I tried to look the face behind his helmet using Hawkeye but same miasma covering his body seemed to block my vision. Something like this didn't happen even with Edward. Even the werewolf with stealth ability couldn't block my vision once I detected it. What is this? I couldn't stop shivering when I looked at him. I wanted to avert my gaze. I didn't wanted to see him. As if very universe itself was against me, I could feel him even when I blinked. It almost felt like he wasn't something that was "there". He was something that shouldn't be "there".
"Hhahahahahahhaha!"
Lazarus laughed.
"And I wondered who else could be stupid enough to insult me except this fledging. To think it was a Death Knight!"
Another creature I only heard in fantasy novels. A death knight was the strongest undead creature besides a Lich. To think they were real too.
"I thought Elders banned creation of your kind and destroyed all the remaining ones. How did you survive?"
Lazarus said with a smile. Unlike me he seemed comfortable with the Death Knight. I couldn't help but to think he was stupid. I didn't know Death Knight's intentions. Only thing I know currently was the fact that he was the strongest being here.