"The hell?" The vampires coming to help Vlad cried, getting flung away by the shockwaves of Arad's strikes.
"Use blood magic to make a barrier," A vampire cried, holding onto a broken wall as the shockwaves almost blasted him away like a leaf in a storm.
"Already tired," Another vampire cried, barely holding onto a crack in the ground, "I don't have any magic that could withstand that pressure,"
SWOSH! A burst of steam gushed out of Arad's back as he kicked Vlad away, jumping after him with a burst of air.
"GAH!" Vlad gasped, feeling his skin burning. Arad didn't only unload one or two slaps on him. He unloaded tens of them so that even he, an immortal vampire who's fine with ripping his guts out, could feel the pain.
"You never faced Dalla, did you?" Arad jumped after him with both fists pulled back.
