FLAP! ,FLAP!
Berkah, or rather, his clone circled around the bunker, whilst simultaneously parrying and dodging the four blades that were aiming to snuff out his life.
[Is it just me... Or does he seem weaker than before?]
Hidero pondered, his eyes narrowed at the battle ensuing before him.
"General Manager Hidero, I have no idea what is happening, but I shall take my leave."
The Vampire said, removing the Human's flesh that was stuck in-between his long, sharp nails.
"Alright, one of the guards at the door will escort you out."
Hidero turned his gaze to the pale man in front of him and smiled.
"Thank you..."
"Will the god of war be alright?"
The man glanced at Neos who was breathing heavily on the table.
"Yes, please do not concern yourself with her well being, you saw how powerful she is did you not?"
Hidero said, feigning a smile.
"Give her my regards."
