"How does it feel to be hunted, the little creature of the night?" I taunted as I followed the billowing mist through the dimly lit chamber. The vampire's desperate cries had transformed into frenzied pleas for blood, revealing the vulnerability beneath its immortal facade.
SWOOSH!
As I closed the distance, the vampire's form, still shrouded in mist, quivered in response to my words. Its cries turned into an enraged howl, a mixture of fury and fear.
"Shut up! Don't come closer." the vampire roared, its voice echoing with an otherworldly intensity. The creature pushed to the brink of desperation, lost control of itself. In a surge of manic energy, it launched an immediate counterattack.
CREACK!
Countless ethereal blades materialized in the air, guided by the vampire's unrestrained rage. The blades shot towards me with deadly precision, each strike aimed to incapacitate and maim.
"It is futile."
