The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Battle II

With tension still blindly outside the cathedral fence. Jonathan ducked down, snatched the iron chains lying on the conblock and then turned them as quietly as he could in the air towards the members of the Dark Larks Clan who were about to creep into the cathedral.

Their bodies bounced backwards, a rough grunt coming out of their muzzles. They growled furiously, eliciting sadistic red eyes before taking a swing to attack.

Jonathan turned back to act like a frightened enemy while turning around portraying the iron chains as stronger until the chest of the Dark Larks Clan members was injured. Shattering black blood. He threw away his chain and replaced it with a free kick that made his enemy's body tumble backwards, bumping into his friend's body. Then it fell together on the blackened snow.

Jonathan pulled two rifles from a leather holster attached to his belt. Destroying them as quickly as the roar of his breath.

"Close gate!" his stranglehold was shrouded in a panicked tone. Elizabeth and Kendrick throw one another glances. Elizabeth nodded, the two lovebirds had a good cooperation. Elizabeth drew both of her swords from the casings on her back. In a split second he made an eloquent move with his sword to guard Kendrick from the attacks of the Dark Larks Clan who continued to attack and increase the number of members. While Kendrick who feels new experiences full of action becomes back up the lover with kick tactics that crush them one by one before the sword Elizabeth unsheathed in their hearts.

Kendrick pulled the heavy, old iron high gate.

"Come, Liz!" his shout then dragged the foul smelling iron chains for security. Black blood soiled his hands and shoes. That black blood spark also littered his trousers.

Elizabeth turned her head, her body retreating with eyes glaring in shock along with the ramming of the head of the devil looking at the crack to attack Elizabeth.

Malcolm gasped in shock from Mark's gun attack, receiving Elizabeth's bouncing body and groaning in pain in his spontaneous arms.

Ineffable. Jonathan and Kendrick directly attacked the one Dark Larks Clan who had managed to enter the cathedral courtyard with anxious feelings. The power of man is different from that of the devil who has dark powers. They began to be overwhelmed even though their eyes still emitted a determined expression.

The bespectacled man froze on the spot as the sabre of Elizabeth in Kendrick cut off the head of the devil who then rolled over in the conblock and stopped in front of him.

"You asked the cathedral for help. Elizabeth's in danger!" shouted Jonathan. But Malcolm, who saw how the woman was in pain, bled her nose first in Elizabeth's arms and ran quickly to the cathedral entrance.

"Please help your own people!" malcolm said straightforwardly in front of the crowd of monks carrying their respective weapons in his hands, he ducked. Human blood braced, he did not want to waste the opportunity to be able to slaughter the Dark Larks Clan more, then the blood of Elizabeth that came out of his nose he sucked.

Elizabeth's eyes widened with trembling lips, as did Kendrick. His blood boiled because from a distance Malcolm looked like he was kissing his lover.

Jonathan prevented Kendrick from running there. "Let it go, she likes Marissa. And Elizabeth only she uses to augment her power!"

Kendrick snorted, anger burning his guts hotter. "Since the beginning I didn't agree you were dealing with demons and vampires, now you don't see how it is today?"

Kendrick's eyes were angry. Jonathan could only imagine the sun being lost for ninety days during the winter rising as soon as possible before he began his own fatigue. Jonathan looked solemn before Malcolm darted towards him with a blue glowing body.

"I'll take care of them, you guys close the gates!"

Not wasting time, the life that was on the edge of the horn made Jonathan and Kendrick work together to close the gate. While Luther was panting amidst the members of the Dark Larks Clan who surrounded him. Sighs. The fog and horrified thoughts about Elena's current state especially made it difficult for Luther to concentrate.

Perl, how's the ravine?

Clean, we just got out of the woods!

Cathedral in the Dark Larks Clan. I hope you'll be there soon.

Perl who was running had to slaughter the human race that happened to pass and then gaped at the sight of pale humans who were only scattered in mythological books and legends out of the Delucia forest using all-black clothes and hoods chief.

"This is all you can break, then never cause trouble!" Perl warned seriously.

Again the horrifying scenery was presented on the white of the snow. They are full of flesh and bones without blood.

After some time, Luther ran to jump over the head of one member of the Dark Larks clan before climbing over the wall and jumping down into the cathedral courtyard. He handed over their enemies to the servant vampires.

Perl nodded, he lifted Patricia's body that was slumped on the asphalt after exhaustion using his spell.

"You come in!"

Patricia embraced Perl's neck as the man with long white hair carried her and darted rapidly into the cathedral courtyard over the fence. The warlord is seen hovering before gathering with The Devil's Hunter, Mark, Elena, Luther, Malcolm and some of the monks handling Elizabeth.

Mark took a breath. He drew his focused gaze out of the cathedral and looked at Jonathan and Luther alternately as his hands restrained his daughter's shoulders from touching the foul-smelling Luther.

"Can we make a decision?" ask Mark to start something.

Jonathan and Luther stared at each other. The two have a slightly similar mission, completing the demon/Klan Dark Larks. Without Luther, Jonathan was defeated, his eyes could see the number of the underground demon herd. While he only had one limited advantage as an ordinary human being. As for Luther, Jonathan was the mediator between him and Mark.

"We'd better get into the cathedral, father. The conditions outside are getting colder and dangerous for humans!" said Jonathan.

Elena who wanted to reach out to Luther was forced to abandon her intentions as Mark embraced her tightly.

Elena turned her face. Staring at Luther. "You're here for me."

Luther showed off a smile before following Mark and Elena who guided them into the prayer hall. But the anxiety is not over.

"Is there no medical personnel here, father? Elizabeth we have to take her to the hospital. His face is getting pale!" jonathan said in a panic after the door closed and he laid Elizabeth in the long chair.

Sadness gushed from Mark's eyes. The Devil's Hunter was his children, while the decisions felt heavier he chose and he accepted. He fell into the soaring darkness and he needed.

"There are secret basements and passageways that you can walk through to get out of the cathedral without being seen by them. But I'm not sure he's capable of walking. It's about a kilometer!"

Jonathan looked at Kendrick. Requesting consideration. But from a foul-smelling body staring majestically at the contents of Malcolm's cathedral who heard the dying girl raise her hand. Offer help.

"Let me drive him to the hospital. But only one human can be with me!"

The glasses guy nodded without further ado. "Me, me. I don't have any skills here except to take pictures and record! I'm useless and I'm much better off in the hospital. Guard Elizabeth!"

Kendrick screeched, he clutched Malcolm's shirt tightly. "You touch Elizabeth one more time, you're dead!"

"He-he." Malcolm held Kendrick's wrist with a grim face. "I'm just helping her, because Rissa's the most beautiful woman to me!"

Jonathan coughed, he lifted his chin and took a deep breath.

"I forgot to pick up Marissa!"

"Mommy too, Jo!" timpal Elena's spontaneous. "Have him bring all the bread and cookies from his shop, have him go shopping for raw meat!"

Jonathan threw his gaze at Luther. The pure white lamb fur scarf is now like a water comberan. Smelly and dirty.

"That's your business, asshole! You have to pick up Julianne at her house!"

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