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As Cristina, the skilled mage, unleashed her bolts of elemental magic towards Dracula, it became painfully clear that her attacks had little effect on the powerful vampire. The lightning crackled and the ice shards flew, but Dracula merely brushed them off as if they were mere scratches. The heroes' frustration grew as they witnessed their efforts barely making a dent in his seemingly impenetrable defenses.
With unwavering determination, the second hero Cristina, stepped forward, cautiously retreating as Dracula advanced towards her. Fear tinged her every movement, but she refused to back down. Summoning every ounce of courage, she launched a desperate assault, striking at Dracula with all her might. Her attacks, however, seemed to phase through him, as if he were a specter defying physical harm.
Seizing the opportunity, the fourth hero Dimitry, hoping to catch Dracula off guard, summoned an arm golem twice the size of Dracula. But in a display of supernatural strength, Dracula effortlessly caught the massive golem with a single finger, his power eclipsing that of the summoned creature. With a flick of his finger, he sent the golem hurtling back towards the summoner.
Reacting swiftly, Dimitry called upon the earth's power, summoning a protective wall from the ground, shielding himself from the golem's deadly trajectory. The wall materialized just in time, absorbing the impact and providing a temporary protection for the hero.
With a heavy heart, Dimitry realized that his protective wall had bought him precious moments, but it had cost Cristina her life. As he quickly dispelled his wall magic, he witnessed the tragic sight of Cristina being held by the throat, struggling for breath. Her eyes met Dimitry's briefly, and in a weak voice, she managed to utter her final plea, "Run."
Grief and anger surged through Dimitry's veins. He knew he couldn't let Cristina's sacrifice be in vain. With a renewed sense of purpose, he unleashed his latent powers, tapping into the elemental forces that coursed through him. The air around him crackled with energy as a tempest began to form, swirling and twisting with immense power.
Dracula, momentarily distracted by it's triumph over Cristina, Dracula turned its attention to Dimitry. But it was too late. In a burst of raw elemental might, Dimitry released a devastating cyclone that ripped through the battlefield which lunched Dracula into the air. The swirling winds struck Dracula with unrelenting force, tearing apart its surrounding reducing it to rubble.
seconds later Dracula shattered the cyclone with a resounding crack. The immense power of the cyclone scattered in all directions, dissipating into the air. Dracula's swift and precise movement had caught Dimitry off guard, leaving him vulnerable to Dracula's counterattack.
As Dracula landed gracefully on the ground, he turned his attention towards Dimitry. With a confident and menacing grin, Dracula advanced towards him, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly intensity. Dimitry, realizing the dire situation he was in, tried to gather his composure and summon another cyclone.
However, before Dimitry could conjure his powers, Dracula moved with lightning speed. He lunged forward, closing the distance between them in an instant. With a swift motion, Dracula grabbed Dimitry's arms and twisted it forcefully, causing Dimitry to cry out in pain as his power faded away.
The once-mighty hero now found himself defenseless against Dracula's relentless assault. Dracula's supernatural strength and agility were far superior, and Dimitry knew he had underestimated his opponent. He struggled futilely, but Dracula's grip remained unyielding.
With a final surge of power, Dracula tightened his grip on Dimitry's face, causing bone to snap and break, thus, Dimitry dead as Dracula triumphantly stood over Dimitry copse, a victorious predator reveling in his prey's defeat.
In that moment, both the Adventure Guild and the Sun Order Guild understood the price of underestimating Dracula. Their previous bravado and certainty crumbled before the grim reality that confronted them. Dracula's reign of terror, fueled by his centuries-old existence and vampiric powers, posed a threat that demanded their utmost respect and caution.
From that day forth, the encounter would serve as a haunting reminder, etching itself into the annals of both guilds' history. They would forever bear witness to the consequences of underestimating the ancient evil that was Dracula, a cautionary tale passed down through generations, reminding all who heard it that even the mightiest could fall before the relentless force of darkness.
To be continued.....