Vincent Falux Von Arachis, the only vampire that remained after the attack has been somewhat repelled, but even then, this battle was far from over as the duke before them was stronger than any one of them.
None of them could even dare to reach the level of the duke, the only one close enough was Paul who was of the violet grade, but even he could not dare to kill such a foe as someone of the duke rank had to be at least a lower red rated.
Even the elite hunters shook in their own boots as the foes before them were beings of pure terror.
"Don't fear the fiend, charge!" Shouted one of the hunters as he led the charge, all fifty of the heavily armored hunters charged towards Vincent, the vampire duke who had a wide smile on his face.
"Please." Scoffed Vincent as he raised his right hand, commanding the shadows forward.
