'A real Vampire huh, I wonder what the difference is' thought the young imitator

Draig smiled as he met his first opponent and found challenge among them, his blade was met easily and deflected casually causing his grin to become terrifying. This was something he had craved, the opportunity for growth through battle and even these weaker criminals were able to pose a bit of a challenge. This lead to him thinking about those who had stayed behind and formed together or merely ignored the current phase of battle in order to prepare for the long term situation.

Suddenly a head flew into the air gaining everyone's attention, blood spurted from the open neck like a fountain and a book was their to absorb the shower. Eyes went to the little chain that connected the book to it's owner, following until they were locked on Draig.

"Come now, don't just sit and watch. It'll be boring that way" smirked Draig as he slashed wildly taking three other distracted criminals during that bit of pause before the book seemed to gain a life of it's own and flutter to collect it's prize.

With a sudden realization they focused on Draig forcing the Vampire into a difficult situation, but he relished it. He felt the cuts begin to line his body and build in number causing him to feel even more alive as he fought.

In the distance a familiar figure could be seen once again watching the Feratu.

'Sloppy, just sloppy. Grampy's going to really have to get involved at this rate child' thought the figure as he felt tempted to step onto the field.

However suddenly he watched as the young Feratu became mist and fluttered through the h.o.a.rd leaving a blood bath in his wake as disembodied claws reached out and fell anyone within their grasp. Like a pet following its master the Tome was once again fluttering about taking in their essence.

"Summon" called Draig as he reformed opposite of his last position and sent his imps to collect his prizes, counters and bottomless bags were taken from the corpses and off those who were too focused in battle.

"That is all for now, I hope to see you again very soon" smiled Draig cruelly, his speech causing those who were battling to halt and pay him attention as he drifted away in a cloud of mist.

Far away into the Dark swamp, the Feratu appeared breathing heavily from exhaustion. His regeneration seemed to not be taking effect causing him confusion until he saw the purple tint around his wounds.

'Poison it seems, those mortals are tricky indeed' thought the Feratu as he dropped to the ground in search of a temporary camp until his wounds healed and the poison purged from his body.

"So that's what a real Vampire is capable of" came the sudden voice surprising Draig as he noticed his vision was swimming.

'd.a.m.n, it's quite the potent little beauty' thought Draig admiring the strength of the poison inside of him.

Sherry showed herself as it seemed she was breathing heavy from exertion.

"What do you want" called Draig his Ivory blade revealing itself

"Came to see why you really left" answered the girl as she leaned against a tree.

"I merely grew bored, thats all" chuckled Draig though he was finding it difficult to focus.

"Bulls.h.i.+t, your too arrogant to leave for that reason alone" retorted Sherry noticing Draig's gaze seemed to not be on her even though he looked in her direction.

The imps rose from the ground and spat up the contents of their stomachs revealing the bags and other miscellaneous things they had picked up from the corpses. Draig ignored Sherry in favor of rummaging through them to find a pill or antidote to his current affliction.

Sherry watched but didn't attack, she was curious as to what it was the Feratu was searching for until she saw him pull out a yellow pill that was actually rather expensive before eating it.

'H-he just ate it....' thought Sherry unable to believe she watched him eat a figurative gold mine.

Draig wasn't sure what the pill was but he knew yellow usually signified an antidote and he was right as a turbid breath of purple was released from his body causing his wounds to slowly begin knitting back together.

His little affliction averted for the time being he focused his gaze back on the girl before him though with clearer vision this time.

"So you were poisoned, careless aren't you" smirked Sherry until she found herself pinned to the tree she was leaning on with Draig's hand around her neck causing her eyes to widen in fear.

"Insolent little fake aren't you. I don't have the time nor do I wish to play with you" stated Draig narrowing his eyes as his grip began to tighten around the girl's neck.

'I-is he going to kill me' wondered Sherry as her face began to turn purple from lack of air and her transformation faded.

"Disgusting, you didn't even fight back" grunted Draig dropping the girl to the ground.

He couldn't understand this girl, she followed him just to talk down to him only for this to happen.

'Where is her intinct for self preservation' wondered Draig incapable of reasoning this person.

Sherry coughed violently while holding her neck before looking up with tears welled up in her eyes, the Feratu saw this and felt his blood thump causing for a strange expression to appear on his face.

'Did this girl cause that' wondered Draig as he began to smile causing Sherry to panic and attempt to back up but she was still sitting with back against the tree.

"Interesting" chuckled Draig rummaging through the bags until he pulled another pill out and flicked it towards the girl beaming straight down her throat alleviating her of the pain.

Sherry was now truly panicking, she didn't know what was on Draig's mind but with her image of him she feared the worse. She knew of how most n.o.bles would treat those they saw as peasants, the Feratu had already made his view of her clear the previous day.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

As Draig walked towards her she began to shudder causing him to stop.

"I'm not going to harm you this time, sit still for a moment" commanded Draig which did little to stop the girl's panic.

Draig stared her up and down with Appraisal trying to find what was special about this girl to make his blood react like that before pulling out his tome to look into the Vampire cla.s.s but he found nothing.

"Interesting indeed" muttered Draig who by now was no longer paying attention to Sherry.

"What is" called Sherry realizing that she wasn't going to be a.s.saulted by the Feratu.

"Nothing you need to worry about" answered Draig

The Feratu was very confused at this moment, there was no sign in the Tome or through his appraisal of this girl on why she would be able to cause this type of reaction.

"Put this on" commanded Draig as he tossed a familiar black ring to the girl.

'R-ring.....' Sherry was gobsmacked at what she thought was drastic turn from the earlier treatment, a man giving a woman a ring. She wasn't ready for this type of commitment.

"Put it on, now" ordered Draig casting a piercing glance towards the girl.

Seeing the glance she quickly placed the ring upon her finger and found that it fit perfectly which was even more odd to her.

'When did he measure my finger' wondered the girl as she began to gain a bit of color to her cheeks.

"Good, now then. I am not quite sure what it is about you that has caused a reaction from me but until I figure it out you are to follow me" stated Draig seeing as his cursed ring was now on her finger.

Sherry had read into his words the wrong way and mistaken it for an odd confession which was now too much for her as she fainted steaming at the ears.

Draig stared in confusion wondering if perhaps she had been poisoned as well.

'Such trash really became a vampire' sighed Draig shaking his head as he sat down and waited for the girl to awaken.