Seeing the situation within the granary, the Dwarves Vampire's relaxed and leisurely expression vanished. Rage erupted throughout his body, his white hair moved as though there was a wind, and he howled furiously, "You dare to kill my servants? Today, you will all die... No, I'll turn you all into new servants so that day and night, you will wail in despair under my command..."
"Big talk," August retorted, "take this hammer first!" He strode forward to meet the imposing Dwarves Vampire, swinging his warhammer straight at him.
The warhammer shimmered with a brilliant light; there was no doubt that he had launched an Evil-Slaying Slash.
Just now, it was this very hammer that had smashed a fully intact Dwarves Vampire Derivative to the ground, killing it outright.
"Is this all? You think you can hurt me with that?" The Dwarves Vampire said with thick disdain in his voice, his form shifting deceptively to August's side.
