Elder Blood Witcher - 757 King's Blade

Gritting her teeth at the disrespect to Artorias shield she wields the Greatsword with both hands, attempting to plunge it into the heart of the beast as it recovers from the attack… Only for it to disappear into mist halfway through her lunge.

The beast appears a couple meters away, growling at her… “Unfortuate, a mortal has forced me to this extent… Then, let me show you my true strength!” it says, two more arms exploded from under its original arms, both equipped with razor-sharp claws… Not only that, but the monster grows two more head on each side of its neck, each snarling and speaking at the same time with the others.

Two seem to be preparing to unleash more of those sonic roars, as the main one starts walking towards her while randomly thrashing its claws around towards her…

*ROOOOOOAAAAARRRR*

Just as she severs one arm with an expertly timed slash and blocks another, the two heads unleash ear-splitting roars down at her, her eardrums immediately burst from this attack, disorienting her and causing blood to stream down from her ears.

She bites her lip to get through the pain and sickening sense of vertigo, slashing her blade across its chest and sliding beneath its legs, performing some flips afterward to get some distance… The monster had managed to burst her ear-drums despite having them covered by her helmet. This isn’t going to be easy to survive this fight, let alone defeat the monster.

Elsewhere :

Sieglinde had just charged at the downed creature, haphazardly trying to smash her sword down at it… Only for it to disappear into red-mist that seems to retreat away from the Chaos Flames on her Zweihander.

The monster reappears a few meters away, a few burnt patches visible on its body… “You will pay for that, mortal!” it shouts, two more sets of wings bursting from its back as it leaps into the air at quick speeds.

Sieglinde doesn’t notice the monster flying behind her, ready to cut her head from her body…

*CUT!*

Blood sprays into the air as a huge sword severs all the wings off of the back of the flying vampire, sending it tumbling to the floor, profusely bleeding.

Sieglinde doesn’t waste this opportunity, sprinting forwards and cutting down on it, this time managing to sever its legs and making the surroundings smell of putrid burnt flesh.

It tries to crawl away but Sif doesn’t let up, dropping its sword and beginning to bite and maul the vampire, tearing to pieces… Even then, the ruined and mangled flesh pulsates and moves, signaling that it’s somehow still alive.

Elsewhere :

Ciaran was beaten and bloody, her armour dented despite it being infused with titanate… The situation wasn’t all bad however, her opponent was missing its wings and three arms, and seemed to be struggling to regenerate them like how it’d previously done.

She sucks in a breath and drops into a low stance as the beast slowly walks around her, looking for an opportunity to strike… It’s three heads were breathing heavily, which likely meant they weren’t able to produce anymore roar-attacks, though, this is just Ciaran’s hope.

The creature suddenly sprints towards Ciaran, it’s single remaining arm preparing to smash down at her… She slashes upwards, preparing to cut it’s last arm off, only for its chest to explode, sending blood and flesh scattering everywhere… A new arm protruding from its sternum.

She wasn’t able to dodge the attack, bringing the greatsword down to try and block it…

*BANG!*

She’s sent flying, bouncing along the floor and her weapon clattering a couple meters nearby… She ends up lying on her front, her poercelein mask falling from her face and hitting the ground underneath her. She tries to push herself off the floor but fails, her muscles screaming for her to stop.

“You, are mine.” the vampire states as it slowly approaches her… Only for someone to block its path.

Arter “S-stop beast! You’ve killed too m-many people this day!” he says, pointing his sword at the creature.

…

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And what will you do to stop me? Puny human.”

*Shatter!*

Arter runs forwards and tries to stab the monster as it laughs at him… His sword breaking into many pieces as it collides with its flesh… He goes pale as he looks up, the monster seeming to grin down at him.

The arm protruding from its chest grabs his legs, as the other grabs his upperbody… It takes a bite out of Arter’s shoulder and greedily swallows the flesh, afterwards turning its head towards the Auction House where many people were watching from the windows…

*TEAR!*

“AHHHHHHHHHHRRRGGGGHHHH!” Arter screams as he’s brutally torn in half.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” the monster bellows, seeming to take extreme satisfaction from the man’s screams of agony.

Ciaran had been trying to get up throughout Arter’s confrontation with the creature, only managing to unbuckle her bottomless box from her belt, it dropping to the floor and opening.

She groans in pain from the movement, but shoves her hands into the box regardless, pulling out two familiar weapons that fit perfectly in her hands… Gold Tracer and Dark Silver Tracer…

“Fight!” she shouts as she struggles to stand, stumbling backwards as she points the Gold Blade at the monster.

“VERY WELL!” it says, immediately lunging at her.

*THUD!*

Two thuds could be heard throughout the clearing, as the vampire’s arms all drop to the floor… Ciaran feels like passing out, but doesn’t stop, continuing her attack…

*THUD!* *THUD!* *THUD!*

Large chunks of the monster’s flesh are quickly cut, the muscle on its legs are completely shaved off causing it to drop to the floor, unable to hold its weight. She continues rapidly swinging her blades, finishing it by swinging the Gold Tracer at its neck, decapitating it.

…

She looks down at the pile of bloody flesh and sighs, closing her eyes and falling backwards, and passing out.