Chapter 105.2, Battle of the Old Castle (3)
The air trembled. Beneath the glowing full moon, two huge beasts were rampaging. While observing the two from a distance, Senri had a complicated expression on her face.
The black dog that End had transformed into was overpowering the silver wolf. The silver wolf itself wasn’t weak at all, but the physique of the two was too different. It was said that the size of the vampire after their transformation was proportional to their power. In other words, this meant that End Baron’s basic abilities already surpassed the abilities of the Stake King’s retainer. Even if his opponent was already exhausted from their previous exchange and even if she hadn’t used her full powers yet, it was abnormal that End had reached this level after only a few months of changing.
He’s strong. Way too strong. He doesn’t have vampire abilities yet, so he wouldn’t be a tough opponent from the perspective of Death Knights, but if he obtained powerful special abilities of a vampire, he’d instantly metamorphose. Senri trusted End, but if it was her blood that gave him that much power―― she couldn’t explain what she was feeling.
End hadn’t changed much since they had met. No, the more composure he gained, the more lenient he became.
That was probably his ―― core. He already had a talent as a warrior. His handicap sickly body disappeared and after a lot of experience, it blossomed. Great power often attracted demons. Now that a large force had found out about his power, it would become harder to live peacefully. It’s also impossible to seek refuge with the Order of Death Knights. No matter what, they wouldn’t forgive a vampire.
Senri had absolutely no idea how much peace the Night Crystals that the vampire had acquired would bring to him.
Claws dug deep in her flesh and Sable let out a frightened howl. But End didn’t let her guard down. The big lustrous black dog continuously bit into the wolf that he had blown away without giving her any time.
He seemed to have decided to end things with continuous attacks. But it would be impossible to kill her. Even multiple Death Knights would have trouble killing a vampire of that class without any preparation beforehand. Moreover, the other party knew that End had Senri with him. She didn’t think that Sable would be stupid enough to appear nonchalantly unprepared. Even if all of her current wolf flesh was blown away, she’d come back to life like nothing happened. Experienced vampires were infinitely closer to being immortal.
The undead had already been mostly destroyed by End. It was unlikely that the clutches of evil would reach the mercenaries. Senri advanced forward while paying attention. She wanted to be able to help them out at any moment if they ended up in trouble.