"Raten, switch with me now!" Vorden shouted as he saw the third spike beginning to grow on Borden’s back.
It was clear that his emotional state had made him stronger, and now he was going onto the next stage. The question was, how far could Borden go. The humans didn’t know much about the Dalki race, but there were a few observations that had been made about them.
The Dalki for one didn’t really train. They did learn some basic combat skills for fighting, but they didn’t really train to get stronger. It wasn’t like they had abilities that they need to grow and master. What this meant was the number of spikes a Dalki would have or were able to have, was determined from the day they were born. They were natural fighting warriors, and as for Borden, he seemed to be very talented.
"No!" Raten replied.
"What do you mean, it’s clear he’s like this because he can tell we’re different, and what the hell did you go and attack him for? Do you want to get us killed?"
But Raten remained silent as Borden’s spike was still growing outward.
"You can thank me for this later," Raten said as he started running.
In Peter’s fight against the fellow Wight, it had gotten to the point where he had regenerated too many times. His hunger was now at an extreme.
"How many more times can I regenerate? I haven’t even been able to hit him yet, apart from the first attack?" Peter thought, and when things looked like it couldn’t get any worse, they had just done.
He could feel that his two Lesser Wights had been killed and now another Vampire knight was coming in his direction.
Looking around, Peter was trying to see if there was anyone he could turn. There was the first knight that Quinn had killed, but it had the top half of its body blown off. It was unlikely he was able to turn that into a Wight. As for the others, they were still busy fighting away.
Then he looked in the direction of Vorden’s fight and could see that the knight he had faced was unmoving and down. He wasn’t sure if the knight had died, but he was definitely badly hurt. If Peter was able to turn a vampire knight, it could be the advantage he needed just to delay the fight a little longer.
That’s when he noticed something. When looking in that direction, he could see Vorden running his way. He looked to be sweating as he ran as fast as he could.
’Is there something even more terrifying after him?’
When peaking around Vorden, he could see that Borden was following closely behind with two-spirit spears in his body.
"Maybe they are here to help me?" Peter thought.
"Get out the way you undead freak!" Raten shouted. "Move, Move, Move."
It was clear he wasn’t the only one confused by this, as the two vampires knights that had arrived were as well.
"Now it’s your turn. It’s time to put on the show of your life." Raten said as he left the chair and allowed Borden to take over. frёewebηovel.cѳm
Vorden was confused by just what he was doing. Had he really just angered a three spike Dalki and taken him into the middle of the Vampire knights? But when thinking about the situation like that, an idea really did come into his head.
The spirit spears were starting to wear off, and soon Borden would be back at full strength.
Suddenly, Vorden went down on his knees as if he was in pain. His hands over his head.
"Borden it’s me! Your brother!" Vorden shouted. "I don’t have much time, but I managed to fight something that’s trying to take control of my mind. I think it’s one of the vampire knights’ abilities. I think it’s possibly the two closest to me."
Borden had stopped, he could tell that this really was the Vorden he knew. Borden had made a note of all the attributes of his brother. The fluctuation, tone of voice, and the overall body movement and the way he carried himself.
When he was taken over, his voice was slightly angrier, confident and his posture when moving was utterly different. To Borden, he really had become a different person.
He looked at the two vampire knights, the Wight and the other up ahead.
"Don’t worry, I will get you back!"
A step off his foot and the ground beneath was uplifted by his power. The tiles from the floor had come apart and gone up in the air. In an instant, he had appeared directly where the Wight’s feet were.
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