章節 349: Fear The Night : Molten Copper

Running, Nosferatu carried Vwoldtnir upon his back, both grabbing upon the other at the last possible moments, launching one another at the living's, or so it appeared for a split instant, they never clashed, the ghoul lord twisting his body as though he was made of papier-mache, destroying his own momentum and dropping to the ground, sinking into the soil like a fish thrown into the water.

As for the vampire lord, he dispersed into a cloud of foetid blood, utterly gone as this mist of crimson washed up against the Bough's shield, leaving small holes against the surface, both of the living's were left momentarily unaware of both of the lord's movements, underground, Vwoldtnir might was well be imperceptible, moving at incredible speeds without causing any disturbance, without sound, but what was stranger was Nosferatu, he was not very big on stealthy tricks, so his sudden and perfect disappearance was a reason to worry.