Arad stood straight, his right arm dangling from his shoulder with blood dripping on his fingers. He looked at it with a passive face.
"It's broken, isn't it?" He sighed, feeling the bones from his legs to his arm crackle. He wasn't used to such exertion.
Blood rushed across his veins, and his bones started to heal, sticking together as he looked forward at the red mist.
"I know you aren't dead. I don't have holy magic, after all." He growled, clicking his teeth, "I have to eat you so you die, right?" He remembered the last time they fought. Chuzuke had regenerated from a blood drop.
Thud! Arad stepped forward and pulled a long chain and a mace from his stomach, linking them together at the pummel as Eris did.
The blood mist gleamed pure red, shimmering as a skeleton formed.
SWOSH! SWOSH! Arad started swinging the chain and mace in his hand, ripping chunks from the ground with a smile on his face. "Time to hunt some vampires."
