As they were walking, both of them were silent and neither of them spoke a word, Stein hesitated a couple of times, emitting subtle, preparatory sounds but ultimately refrained from speaking.
A few minutes later, they emerged at the threshold of the town, where an eerie darkness enveloped everything. The once familiar streets now stretched out before them like a desolate, black canvas, bereft of life and light. "Stein stays alert this dark mist is not natural it was made by someone" "Oh no I forgot my weapons," Damian said with his expression crumpled forgetting that he had blood art. "Don't worry Damian I will protect you" Stein said looking courageous but suddenly there was a loud "bam" sound and Stein fell unconscious "I am so sorry Stein but I have to do this alone" Damian whispered as he threw the log he used to hit Stein away. He entered the mist with only a small kitchen knife, as his only weapon.
Damian veered into the deeper part of the desolate town covered in a dark, foreboding mist. As he went further the mist became denser and he could now feel the malicious aura without even trying to sense it, suddenly Damian could see a humanoid figure in the mist thanks to his enhanced vision "Go away while you still can" the figure said trying to scare Damian but Damian held his knife firmly and pointed towards the figure. With a sly smirk, the figure drew forth two majestic blades: one, a curved katzbalger and a sleek long sword. Deadly precision and brutal force now rested in their skillful hands.
In a burst of speed and agility the figure bridged the gap, delivering a perfectly aimed kick that sent Damian flying "Uck I am dead" Damian said as he hit a tree, Damian struggled to get up he stood coughing out blood but then his wound began to wound itself, fueled by his vampire powers, "Oh yeah I'm a vampire" Damian said happily.
As the crepuscular rays danced across the forest a vision of the man was seen with hair. His chiseled features twisted into a sadistic grin, yet he widened in shock. His torso, a canvas of brutal scars, told tales of unspeakable agony, but it was Damian's regeneration that left him breathless. The figure's gaze lingered, transfixed by the rejuvenating flesh, his smile faltering in an instant.
Damian who just realized he was a vampire was finding it hard to control his powers, "I was in complete adrenaline rush when I fought the wolves that's why I could use the blood art" Damian said to himself but then Damian remembered something he read which stated that "A vampire becomes more powerful when its emotion becomes unstable" Damian thought as the man began attacking him more ferociously but due to Damian exceptional skills he got from IZ he managed to dodge all off his attacks "How am I supposed to find enough emotions to control my vampire powers" Damian thought to himself. The man ceased attacking Damian and jumped a few meters back did some weird hand signs and said "Dark Haze-Majestic Art: One with the mist" With that he disappeared and there was complete silence at the once noisy place "Where did he go" Damian said to himself, suddenly Damian felt an immerse aura behind him, before Damian could turn around the man used his sleek long sword to pierce Damian in the abdomen, he disappeared no teleported in front of Damian and kicked him in the stomach. Damian spat a trail of blood midair until he hit the floor.
The man increased the speed of his attacks cutting Damian on all sides and kicking him, at a spilled second the man delayed his attack that was when Damian made a counterattack by throwing his blood on the man's eyes while the man was wiping his eyes Damian made a run for his life while He was running Damian was greatly injured and even his healing couldn't keep up with his blood loss "You…. how dare you do that" the man said as he began running to Damian teleporting left and right in successive intervals "You dare trick me in my turf" the man said pointing the Katzbalger to Damian heart as he ran to Damian with great speed to finish all of this, just as the sword was about to pierce Damian.
Damian turned to the man his gaze, once bright now burned with an inner ferocity, his pupils constricting became deep crimson red as an emotional turmoil unleashed a maelstrom within, and all his wounds were healed all this was due to his adrenaline rushed. In an instant Damian dodged his attack and knocked the sword off of his hand, Damian used his kitchen knife to cut his palm waving his palm a colossal sword was formed, moving towards the man with lightning speed Damian slashed but the man teleported away to a distance and began panting "wait what the hell is this I thought I injured him" the man said with his eyes opened widely, Damian run towards him but the man teleported away with each time his reaction time reduced and the distance with which he teleported away also reduced "shit I'm almost out of aura" the man said, I have to end it quickly I will not back down in my turf with that he held the sleek long sword firmly with his two hands.
Damian and the man ran towards each other, and their swords collided in a maelstrom of light and sound, shards of sparks scattered like fireflies in the night, dodges became a hairbreadth escape, clashing blades of Damian's sword with man's screamed through the air. Their battle raged an unyielding tempest of steel and willpower as the fight progressed Damian began dominating the man.
In the last attempt to hit Damian, the man used his last energy into his sword slashing with all his might but Damian did a whirlwind kick, kicking the sword off the man's hand, with all his energy gone the man knelt in defeat while Damian stabbed him in the heart, where his body fell lifeless.
The mist all over the land disappeared leaving a beautiful scenery, Damian sword vanished as his wounds healed. Then he walked out of the city behind him his past.