He stole a glance at Ruby, then he spins and sliced more into another vampyre guard's throat furiously than he'd ever been. He was tiring and getting sloppy. Slaying and severing more of his kind was one thing, but these vampyres were massive and well-fed. Its peculiar nature resulted in frightening and unforeseen revolting behavior. Ruel was not a full-blooded warrior, yet he had been catching on quickly. Finally, giving it a perfect slice through their neck, he severed another two of the guards, and it rolled into the muddy ground.
"Ruel, where is Vergel?" Ruby asked as she took in the sight of their manservant from head to toe, he was covered in blood and mud. She mentally notes to thank him later again. Ruel was not only their manservant, but he was also a friend, a family, and someon
