It was a short exchange that was enough to astound all the devourers.
"You are a curious vampire." Said one of them, visibly amazed.
"Oh? Haven't you seen vampires like me before?"
"You don't fight like a vampire. Maybe you're the crazy guy with the spear? That guy may be the only one who uses kicks and such; besides, he's the only one who would dare to fight without vampiric power against us."
"No, he's not the spear guy. I saw him once, and he didn't look like him. Besides, the spear guy doesn't fight without his spear."
"Right..."
"So a battle-worthy vampire showed up? He's fighting hand to hand without vampiric power and still manages to match or surpass our natural abilities."
"Maybe..."
Matthew frowned quickly. "Can you guys stop talking shit and fight? I don't give a shit if this is the first time you've seen someone like me. I came here to kill beasts and devourers; I didn't come here to play."
