Kapitel 763: Arrogant Mistakes

Morwenna sends a baleful glare at him, "I fled, because I didn't want Emiel to see me tear you apart and eat you." she threatens. "But, now that you're here... I might as well kill you here and now."

Once she's finished speaking she seemingly disappears from her position in the sky... However she hadn't used any teleportation on invisibility, she was simply so fast it was difficult to keep track of her. Fortunately, Reima hadn't busted his balls training just to die fighting this woman, through his eyesight, reflexes, and Observation Haki he was able to fight her on even terms.

She flies past his position with claws outstretched, attempting to cut him in half with them... He dodges with relative ease, confusing the vampire who circles round and makes another attempt.

*SWISH!*

Reima's Divinely Enchanted Silver Sword materialises in his hand and flicks at Morwenna as she attempts to run him through, almost decapitating her in one swift blow, she manages to dodge it though, backing off while something she'd not experienced in many, many years happens.

Cold sweat drips from her neck and down her back, she'd come close to getting beheaded by that blade, and she feared the state she'd be in if it'd actually done so... While she was immortal, she feared being captured, imprisoned, and locked away until she went mad. This was one thing all higher vampires could unite around, it was worse than death.

Reima "What's wrong? Lost your luster?" he taunts, flourishing his blade.

Morwenna "It seems I misjudged you, I swore to never use this against mortals, but you aren't mortal... Are you?" she says, her flesh beginning to bubble...

*CUT!*

"AHHhhhhrrghh!" Morwenna shouts in pain as her transformation stops abruptly.

Reima teleports next to her and severs her lower body, trying to store it into his Folded Space but finding the lower-body was still somehow alive... He allows it to fall to the earth below and attempts to slash her again. "You must think I'm fucking stupid!? What fucking retard would sit there and watch you transform!" he shouts as she turns to mist and backs off.

Morwenna returns to her humanoid form with her legs somehow reattached, though last burned patches are left on her skin that do not seem to heal as fast as before. "W-what is that blade!"

Reima smirks at her, "This? It's called Excalibur!"

Morwenna "WHHAAAATT!!? WE DESTROYED THAT WEAPON CENTURIES AGO!" she screams, fearfully looking at the sword in his hand.

Reima "Yeah, I'm just bullshitting..." he says, teleporting behind her and trying to bisect her this time, she's prepared for this however, and blocks the attack with her claws before backing away.

Morwenna scowls at him, but a smile eventually finds its way onto her face, "I've got a joke for you. What do you call a city unprepared to deal with an army of darkness?"

...

Morwenna's smile widens even more, her eyes taking on a mad look. "Ruins!" she shouts, gesturing towards Ichor.

Reima's cocky look drops, "Fuck." he mutters as he teleports to Ichor.

He appears atop the wall and frowns when he notices the black clouds hadn't even attacked yet... That bitch tricked him!

*Flash!*

He blinks back but finds that she'd already fled, he throws a chaos fireball at a hill in frustrations and annihilates it before returning to the wall where Regis and Solaire were waiting.

Solaire "Congratulation for overcoming your foe my friend!" he praises, not noticing how angry Reima was.

Reima "I didn't "Overcome" anything, she got away."

Regis shakes his head, "Her army is still here, besides she wouldn't dare retreat." he says, gravely.

Reima takes a deep breath to try and calm himself down, "Why'd you think that?"

Regis "She'd stated that this was a joint decision made by the Elders... If she returned defeated she'd no doubt be devoured, and her position given to another worthy of it."

Reima nods, "Then, I won't let her get away a second time." he states, looking up as the clouds begin to descend upon them, monsters of every kind compose it... Higher Vampires, Katakan, Alps, Bruxa, Nosferat, Mula, Fleder, Ekimmura, Plumard's, the list is endless... There are even species of vampires that the oldest Witcher Vesemir didn't know!

Arrows are shot at the advancing monsters, the tips of all of them enchanted with various things like Chaos, Lightning, and even Divine, the latter of which killed most non-higher vampires instantly if hit in a vital spot.

Obviously, the huge spear hurtling across the sky wreathed in a black substance belonged to Priscilla... It almost cut one cloud in half due to how devastating it was to anything hit by it.

Solaire laughs uproariously as he liberally throws lightning spears as if they were nothing at anything that moved, "NOW THIS IS WHAT I CALL JOLLY COOPERATION! DOWN WITH THE FIENDS MY FRIENDS!" he shouts.

Reima claps Regis on the shoulder, "I hate to ask this of you, but would you be willing to kill Higher Vampires that are cut down by everyone? I doubt anyone other than me could permanently kill them." he states.

Regis sucks in a breath at his words, looking him in the eyes, "You realise what you've just ask of me would make any other vampire attack you in a rage?" he asks with a somber expression.

Reima slowly nods, "I do, and that's why I ask you... You are unlike the monsters that'd not bat an eye at what could potentially be a massacre, I've heard Geralt speak about you, and I want to believe your honor, dignity, and compassion would trump whatever loyalty you would have to your race." he says honestly.

Regis rubs his face, "I... Fine, I will assist you." he says, leaping away, not wishing to talk any further and simply get on with his new duties, as executioner of his kin.