All the other Darklings looked at Adria in surprise and then before they knew it, he had dived out of the plane. Some of them instinctively ran to check if he had fallen thousands of feet to his death, however, they were surprised to find that they could not see him.
"Where is he!?" Nora asked.
"Over here! he is over here!" one Darkling called to the others. He was looking through the window. Some of the others did not believe at first. However after one person checked and saw it was true, the others rushed to the window.
"Impossible! How is he did he get there? And how is he doing that!? No normal person should be able to stand upright on a moving aircraft much less fight on it." Nora subconsciously whispered her thoughts. However, she was not the only person with such thoughts in mind. Although she did not know, she had echoed the thoughts of all watching.
Walter took a cigar to his mouth as he rested on the side. Some of the Darklings looked at him in surprise. Although they were Darklings, this was still their first rodeo. As far as they were concerned, Walter was far too calm for a situation like this.
"Hey!!!" Walter called their attention and they all turned to him.
"Listen here now!" he took a deep drag of his cigar, "which of you can tell me why I left the tail door open?"
This question was strange to them. But now that they thought of it, the tail door to the cargo plane was left opened.
"Didn't you greenies say you wanted to prove what you had learnt? This is going to be a good opportunity." Walter had only barely finished talking when two flying vampires made their entrance through the door and into the aircraft. However, Walter by the side did not even pay attention to them.
"So! What are you waiting for, an invitation? Kill the sons of bitches!!!"
They looked at each other in surprise as the vampires shrieked and rushed at them.
Meanwhile, Adria had just finish tearing up the last vampire that was causing problems to the engines. However, more and more of them rushed for him. He did not hesitate to stand his ground and fight.
Adria was not lying when he said he was the butcher to the chickens. He caught one vampire by the neck and punched hard. His fist went through the beast's mouth and out the back of its head. He threw that one away and the next one he caught ended up in a far worse situation. He caught the beast by the wings and with the application of his monstrous strength, he tore out the fleshy wings of the creature as it flared about shrieking in pain.
After some time, the vampires started to avoid coming Adria's way. After all, they had eyes and could see the new paint job he had given the aircraft carrier with the blood of their Comrades.
Not so far away, Adria could see that one of the other cargo planes was having trouble. From what he could see, two of their engines were already down. That particular aircraft was not fortunate enough to have Darklings on board.
Adria sighed as a very crazy idea popped in his head and then he actually did it.
Back in the cargo plane, the floor was red with blood. More and more vampires had found their way through the door and into the plane. However, it was no different than saying they were offering themselves up for slaughter. These Darklings were hot-blooded-killing-hungry machines. To top it up, they desperately wanted to prove themselves to their instructor relaxing by the side.
The last of the vampires that had come into the plane had just been taken care of, and the Darklings felt proud of their achievements.
"Nora! Did you see that? The way I turned that vampire into a shirt's sleeve." Holland bragged.
She was about to say something when her eyes happened to look through the window and she saw something that not only made her surprised but also curse out loud. "What in the F**king hell is he doing?"
Holland expecting to hear some praise was a bit perplexed by her words. However, his eyes actively followed her line of sight. "Oh! F**K!" He also cursed.
The other Darklings looked through the window and what they saw made them ashamed of the merge achievement they had just made. After all, Adria was nearly doing the impossible outside.
Walter only looked for a bit before a smile plastered his face. "Adria! YOU insane idiot!"
Cody and the other pilot were also tongue-tied at seeing what Adria was doing. The cigar stick in Cody's mouth had even dropped to the ground as his mouth remained open watching Adria like he was seeing a circus trick.
In truth, Adria was really doing a circus trick. However, he was unaware of the chaos he was causing in the hearts of the plane he had just left.
Yes! He had just left the top of the plane and it was in the craziest means anyone could have ever used. By riding a vampire.
Adria sat around the vampire's neck with his hands firmly around its jawline like bridles to a horse's head. He controlled the Vampire left and right in the direction he wanted to go until he reached the other plane.
Adria immediately went to work on the vampires on this plane. Soon enough, he was also painting this plane with the red waste that spilled from the over-attentive touch he was giving the vampires.
All of a sudden, his eyes caught sight of the strangest thing he had ever seen.
Far away in the distance, he could clearly see that someone was sitting on a vampire's back. No! it was not just one, but two and then he saw another one. He did not believe that they were other people as crazy as him out there that could ride vampires. However, the craziest thing had not even begun.
The three riding on the backs of the vampires suddenly pointed in his direction and the vampires that were avoiding him suddenly rushed at him again. That was not all, some carried onto the plane Wingless-big-hefty looking vampires just like the ones he had previously forth at the Avalon facility.
He suddenly remembered Dr. Pearl's words. It was one thing to fight chaotic barbarians. However, he could clearly see it. These beasts were organized. What's more, they had...