"Curious… are you all going to fight against me at the same time?"
Lucian tilted his head slightly, looking around at the people who had gathered.
"Hah…! Demon, you overestimate yourself. Just the people under God are enough to eradicate your entire existence."
The vampires standing nearby sneered at one of the Church members' words but didn't argue under the Lady's orders.
The werewolves weren't particularly interested in the exchange, but as they saw one of their own lying dead on the ground, their expressions gradually twisted into hatred.
"You fucking leech! How dare you kill our friend?!"
"You'll pay for that!"
All five werewolves snarled in unison, and before anyone could say another word, they rushed towards Lucian.
And seeing them coming towards him, Lucian's lips split into a faint smile—a smile that, for some reason, sent a shiver down the vampires' spines.
Whoosh!
