In the distance, Matthew watched what was happening among those crazy old men from the top of a small house. A dead, bloodless man hung from his hands.
"Fiuf, those guys sure have power. Even here, I feel the huge storms of energy they give off. Looks like Clan City won't be able to take much if this keeps up." He smiled and dropped that person's body to the ground.
In his other hand, he still held the Vampire Ball, which he had just used and had reached his current limit.
The amount of power it displayed was staggering.
110,000 Vampiric Power.
It was already an existence that even those 4 there could not ignore. But, unfortunately, he had to stop; his body demanded it.
He smiled in satisfaction. He decided to ignore those guys for a while. He didn't care about the battle's outcome. Actually, the only thing he cared about was that they were weakened enough.
