As Kevin and Mart prepared to rush to Jamal's aid, I swung down from the shadows, landing gracefully before them. Their surprise was palpable as they laid eyes on me.
"Hello folks," I greeted them calmly, my voice muffled by the mask concealing my identity. "Leave it to me, you two should go to your comrades, the police officers."
Their astonishment was evident, Kevin's exclamation of "Spiderman?!" ringing through the alley. I nodded beneath my mask, acknowledging their recognition.
Mart's voice broke through the tension, carrying a mix of disbelief and admiration. "Spiderman? Are you the one who defeated the ghoul?" he asked, his eyes wide with curiosity.
I nodded again, acknowledging his question as My eyes moved to where Eric and the other cops fought the Three ghoul. The thing was stuck in my web, wriggling and growling.
"Indeed, I helped take down the ghouls," I confirmed, my tone serious. "But there's still work to be done. You two go assist your comrades. I'll handle this."
With a nod of understanding, Kevin and Mart dashed off to join their fellow officers.
Then I Watch Jamal fight Baron Blood, I could tell Jamal was badass he doesnt even need my help. But I figured if I helped out, we could beat the vampire even faster.
Quickly, I jumped into the fight alongside Jamal, adding my agility and fighting skills to his own. Together, we attacked Baron Blood with precise and effective teamwork.
Meanwhile
Princess Lysandra D'Verte was happily sipping her blood-filled wine in her mansion, feeling good. But suddenly, her mood turned sour when she felt the loss of her trusted servant. Anger surged through her as she gritted out a series of "No, no, no, no, no!!", her frustration boiling over within the confines of her mansion. "
With a sudden move, she appeared behind Spider-Man and Jamal, her presence grabbing their attention. Tension filled the air as she faced them, her anger is showing through her face. "How dare you!!" she exclaimed, her voice dripping with fury and grief.
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As she confronted us, I couldn't help but feel a surge of adrenaline. This was it—the moment a boss music should appear. And also in this case, it wasn't just any boss; it was a vampire princess.
"Princess Lysandra," Jamal greeted her calmly, his voice steady despite the danger. "What do you mean, how dare you? You Blood-Suckers killed too many innocent people," he continued, his tone firm and unyielding.
"How do you know my name?" Princess Lysandra demanded, her voice carrying a mix of surprise and hostility.
Jamal smirked, a hint of all knowing in his expression. "I already had suspicions," he explained confidently. "When Baron Blood mentioned his lord, I connected the dots. The only one who fought and escaped from the heroes back then was you, Princess Lysandra."
Holy shit. Was this really true? Princess Lysandra, a vampire from the old era? She could be over 500 years old. That meant she was likely more powerful than us. The realization sent a chill down my spine, but it also fueled my determination to stop her. We couldn't let her continue her reign of terror.
I silently commanded the system to check Princess Lysandra's status, seeking more information about our formidable opponent.
"Affirmative, Host," the AI system responded promptly. "Initiating status check... Complete."
Name: Princess Lysandra D'Verte
Title: Vampire Princess
Age: 500+ years old
Attributes:
(- 100 due to debuff)
Strength: 380 -100
Agility: 300 - 100
Endurance: 320 -100
Stamina: 300 - 100
Intelligence: 320 -100
Reflexes: 300-100
Charisma: 180-100 (due to scar)
Luck: 40
Special Abilities:
Vampiric Physiology: As a vampire, Princess Lysandra possesses enhanced physical attributes such as strength, agility, endurance, and reflexes.
Immortality: Having lived for approximately 500 years, Princess Lysandra has achieved immortality, allowing her to survive for centuries without aging.
Hypnotic Charm: Princess Lysandra possesses a mesmerizing charm that allows her to enchant and manipulate others, bending them to her will.
Regeneration: She can rapidly heal from most injuries, including severe wounds, and regenerate lost limbs over time.
Telepathy: Princess Lysandra has developed the ability to communicate telepathically with other vampires and occasionally with weaker-willed humans.
Shape-shifting: Princess Lysandra can transform into various animals, including bats, dogs, and cats, granting her enhanced mobility, stealth, and sensory perception in different situations.
Weaknesses:
Sunlight Sensitivity: Princess Lysandra is sensitive to sunlight and must avoid direct exposure to UV rays to prevent severe burns and discomfort.
Stake Vulnerability: Like most vampires, she is vulnerable to wooden stakes through the heart, which can immobilize or kill her if struck accurately.
Silver Sensitivity: Contact with silver can weaken or kill Princess Lysandra, causing discomfort or potential harm, and prolonged exposure may have adverse effects on her vampiric abilities.
Holy Symbols: Holy symbols such as crosses and religious artifacts can repel or weaken Princess Lysandra, causing discomfort or potential harm if she comes into contact with them.
Weakness Trait:
Exposure Vulnerability: Princess Lysandra's vampiric abilities gradually weaken when exposed to her weaknesses for prolonged periods. Each weakness encountered reduces one of her special abilities or attributes by 10% until she is no longer exposed. The weakening effect begins with her most recent ability or attribute enhancement.
For example, if Princess Lysandra is exposed to sunlight, her agility may decrease by 10%. If she is then struck by a silver weapon, her strength may decrease by an additional 10%. The weakening effect continues until she is no longer exposed to her weaknesses, at which point her abilities gradually return to their full strength.
Debuff Trait:
Silver Wound: Princess Lysandra carries severe wounds inflicted by Wolverine's silver claws, causing a persistent debuff to her attributes. The debuff reduces all of her attributes by 100 points until she can find a way to heal or mitigate the effects of the silver wounds.
Technique Skills:
Royal Blade Mastery (Master): Princess Lysandra is highly skilled in the use of traditional royal weapons, such as elegant swords and daggers, favored by aristocracy in her era. Her mastery of blade techniques emphasizes grace, precision, and lethal strikes, reflecting her status as a noble warrior.
Ancient Dance (Master): Princess Lysandra has mastered the ancient art of courtly dance, which doubles as a form of combat in her era. Her graceful movements and precise footwork enable her to evade attacks and counter with fluid strikes, blurring the lines between dance and martial arts.
Damn, those stats are OP, but it's surprising to see them decrease because of Wolverine—man, he's a tough opponent. I mean, Wolverine is practically unbeatable, being immortal and all. It's kind of sad to think about her facing off against him. Who in their right mind would dare to fight Wolverine? Yet, the fact that she survived against him that itself is a massive feat.
And I know that if she fought the heroes from the past, it means she encountered Wolverine. As expected, the Howling Commandos had Wolverine there.
Then suddenly, she interjected. Lysandra's eyes flashed with anger as she listened to Jamal words. "You dare to challenge me, mortals?" she spat, her voice dripping with anger. "You will regret crossing paths with the Princess of the Night!"
Jamal stayed calm and determined. "We might not know everything about you, Princess," he said firmly, "but we know you're a threat to this city. We won't let you hurt any more innocent people."
With a quick move, Princess Lysandra charged at Jamal and me, her eyes blazing with rage outside the mansion. I deftly dodged her attack, narrowly avoiding her sharp claws.
As Princess Lysandra unleashed her speedblitz, targeting Jamal first, I knew I had to act fast. With a flick of my wrist, I shot webs at Princess Lysandra's eyes, temporarily blinding her and disrupting her attack. The move bought us a moment, but it wasn't long before she shifted her focus to me.
Before I could react, she morphed and appeared right in front of me, delivering a devastating punch to my gut. The force of her blow sent me hurtling backward, the air knocked out of my lungs as pain shot through my body.
"Gah!" I grunted, struggling to regain my breath as I fought against the agony. Princess Lysandra's strength was unlike anything I had faced before, and it was clear that I was outmatched in a straight-up fight. But I couldn't afford to give up. Not when innocent lives were at stake.
With no other option left, I tapped into the berserker power within me. It was a risky move, one that filled me with a primal, almost feral energy. But desperate times called for desperate measures.
Enhancements in Berserker Mode:
Strength: Increased to 130
Agility: Increased to 90
Endurance: Increased to 108
Stamina: Increased to 90
Reflexes: Increased to 100
I got my silver knuckles from my inventory and put them on my hands. Silver was her weakness, so I wanted to use it to help me in the fight.
Then Jamal and I exchanged a quick glance, our unspoken communication clear. It was time to coordinate our attacks and take down this formidable foe together.
With a swift motion, Jamal closed the distance between him and the vampire princess, his gun and silver knife at the ready. He fired a precise shot, aiming for Princess Lysandra's shoulder to distract her while simultaneously lunging forward with his knife, aiming at her stomach.
Princess Lysandra moved really fast to dodge Jamal's gun and knife. But we were prepared for her speed.
After activating my berserker power, my abilities surged significantly, making me more than prepared to match her speed. Plus, with her previous injuries from Wolverine, she wasn't at her strongest. The more she suffered from those wounds, the weaker she became.
As I expected her to dodge, I shot my webs to tangle her legs and slow her down. But wow, she was strong! She broke free like it was nothing, fueled by anger.
As Princess Lysandra easily tore through my webbing, she sneered, calling me a "worm spider" with a mocking tone.
Unfazed, Jamal and I kept going, blending our attacks smoothly to keep Princess Lysandra on her toes. I punched at her with my silver knuckles, trying to distract her and give Jamal a chance to strike.
With a quick signal from Jamal, we worked together seamlessly. While I kept Princess Lysandra busy with a flurry of punches, Jamal moved strategically around her. He was like a shadow, smooth and calculated.
Seizing the chance, Jamal shot at her leg, aiming to slow her down. When the bullet hit her, she stumbled, thrown off balance for a moment.
Capitalizing on her momentary weakness, I landed a heavy punch to her chest, the silver knuckles amplifying the impact. She staggered back from the blow, but swiftly recovered, her movements graceful yet unsettling.
With a chuckle, I added, "Just so you know, I'm all about gender equality. I punch everyone I deem as villains."
Princess Lysandra got really mad when I joked about punching everyone, her face twisting into an angry snarl. "You insolent fool!" she yelled, her voice full of venom. "You dare to mock me? You will pay dearly for your impudence!"
With a smirk, I couldn't resist laughing about cliché villainous line. "Here we go again," I taunted, my tone dripping with sarcasm. "Shall we dance, My Lord?"
To be continued