Elder Blood Witcher - 762 Blood Shed

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Reima and Solaire glance at one another, giving a shrug as they watch on as Regis’s legs begin to tremble.

A black shadow shoots from the cloud, heading for the group at incredible speeds…

*BANG!*

Dust rises as a creator is created, a furious looking woman with shoulder-length black hair, wearing a long black dress glares at him, her iris’s glow an unnatural yellow with black sclera’s only emphasizing it. She steps forwards which causes Regis to step back, “Emiel, so nice of you to call for me, even if it was me who called for you.”

Regis “Ah, Morwenna I-”

Morwenna “Emiel.” she says, causing him to jolt before freezing… Reima could sense that even Regis heart was still, his brain functions in a similar state…

She walks up to Regis and touches his face, “You were always so handsome Emiel, a shame we had to part ways.” she mutters, finally glancing at Reima and Solaire, she pokes Regis on the forehead which causes him to be able to move again. “So, what have you called me for? These mortals supposed to be an apology for the past?”

Regis “I-err…” he takes a deep breath, “No. I’ve come to ask why you’re leading an army towards a mortal settlement. I was hoping you were simply attempting to find your kin across the Blue Mountains, but with these numbers… I doubt it.”

Morwenna laughs, “You’re right to be doubtful, the Elders convened and have decided to take over this world due to unexpected events.”

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Reima “Wait, what?” he asks, suddenly getting a ringing in his head which signals that someone is using one of his necklaces… Fuck, he couldn’t leave right now, there was a literal army of vampires on his doorstep!

Morwenna “Did I give you permission to speak, mortal?” she says, sending a heavy glare at him.

Reima scowls, “Like I need your permission, Hag. I haven’t given you permission to try and invade my cit-”

Regis “Please, both of you, we can negotiate… Perhaps you could tell us what lead to the Elder’s decisio-”

Morwenna “Hag?… You dare!?!” she exclaims, her face turning bestial as huge claws extend from her fingertips.

Regis “Really, I thi-”

Reima “Yeah I dare, you stupid cunt!” he says, the area heating up as he starts releasing his aura.

Regis “BOTH OF YOU STOP!” he shouts, finally losing his temper… “We don’t need to fight! I’m sure we can come to some arrangement!”

Morwenna/Reima “I refuse” they both say simultaneously, sending a glare at one another.

Regis “Morwenna, please… For me, reconsider this… You are going to kill thousands!”

Reima “Hell no, you aren’t leaving after saying all that shit!” he shouts, throwing his palm in her direction and causing a huge Chaos Fireball to be sent in her direction.

Morwenna gets hit by it, the fire evaporating a large amount of the red mist comprising her body, but she orders the army to attack as she swiftly escapes upwards in an attempt to enter it.

Wings explode from Reima’s back as he fully releases his aura and activates Yoko mode, his body beginning to glow golden in response, launching from the ground so fast that a creator forms where he was previously standing.

Like a flaming missile, he flies towards the black cloud, eyes focussed on the thin strands of red mist escaping within it, ignoring the fact they’re heading towards his city…

Finally, he hits the cloud, blasting those in his path into bloody burnt chunks, an wave of dark red flames wash through the crowd, killing a large portion of them, while also injuring those that couldn’t be killed by regular means.

Those that’d seen him coming had turned invisible, to mist, and used other defensive abilities to get out of the line of fire. And even despite the damage his initial attack had done, the cloud was still massive, the tens of thousands of creatures comprising it seeming to not have dropped in numbers.

The huge cloud begins to split into groups of smaller ones, separating and heading towards different directions, their focus still on the Ichor.

Reima continues to blast through the cloud, his Observation Haki locked onto Morwenna, eventually they both exit out the back of the cloud, the blood covering Reima quickly evaporating due to the heat coming off of his body.

He teleports behind the mist and makes a grab for it using Armament Haki, managing to grab hold of it but finding the red gas slip from his grip as a foot materialises from the mist and brutally kicks him in the face… Breaking his nose and shocking him…

He touches his face and realises blood was streaming from his nose, a frown finding its way onto his face… He was actually injured? This… Is weird. Did he get poisoned? Was there some special magic that allowed someone as weak as this to harm him? Various questions rapidly pass through his mind.

Morwenna transforms back into her humanoid form with a huge grin on her face, the only sign of injury are the small burns on her left arm that quickly heal. “Not bad, mortal. But you’re out of you depth against one of us!” she says, wings exploding from her back in a bloody mess and beginning to flap to keep her airborne.

Reima is incensed by her words and tries to wipe the blood away with his thumb, accidentally smearing it across his face, “It’s you who’s out of your depth, bitch. Get in one lucky shot and you suddenly stop running? The supreme vampire scared of a mortal eh?”