章 191: Terry Pratchett's sword

Nika was having a hard time fighting against two vampire cryptids. She still had her wooden stake at hand, but it was difficult to be precise with her strikes with so much cloud blinding her. At some point, she got bitten over the shoulder and she couldn't help but let out a pained scream calling for the only person who could save her.

"Uriel!" She tried to shake the cryptid off, but its jaw was incredibly powerful for a monster rank cryptid. Not just that, by doing so her wound became more severe and the nerve was severed causing her to drop the wooden stake and allowing the other vampire to jump no her. The dust cloud also rendered her trait useless and she couldn't think of a way out of her situation. At that moment, a blue flame appeared in the corner of her eye and the two cryptids were swiftly devoured by the jaguar spirit. "What the fuck!"