102 Fighting Zjir!

A spear made out of blood formed in Dro's raised left arm's hand as he used the skill by spending 35 blood. And by spending 35 blood, his passive activated, increasing his damage by 35%. He lowered his left arm to his side, and with the spear of blood in his left hand, he walked into the 15-yard range of the alpha werewolf – Zjir. The alpha werewolf – Zjir turned his head in Dro's direction, frowning upon seeing him. "Who are you?"

"To you, I am a vampire," Dro replied and the alpha werewolf – Zjir frowned deeper; as he frowned deeper, Dro placed his right foot forward, raised his left arm above his head and threw the spear of blood at the alpha werewolf – Zjir. *SWOOSH!* The spear of blood flew through the air and impaled the alpha werewolf – Zjir through his chest. Damage floated up above his head, , and he fell down to the ground, dead; a golden glow enveloped his corpse; a few notification messages flashed in front of Dro.

"The first time I fought Zjir, I almost died…" Dro thought. He shook his head and walked up to the alpha werewolf – Zjir's corpse. "I need a sharp weapon to separate Zjir's head from his body or this will get really bloody… Mhm… That system message said that everything I could do back in RE: AWO, I would be able to do here as well. If that's the case then…" he thought; then he extended his left arm. A huge sword made out blood formed in his left arm's hand; his blood was reduced by 700; a few notification messages flashed in front of him.

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"It worked," Dro thought and raised the corners of his lips, forming a faint smile on his handsome face. He looked down at the heavy blood sword and thought, "It doesn't even compare with the Nightmare & Rage, but it will have to do." He moved his eyes away from his heavy blood sword to the corpse of the alpha werewolf – Zjir and slashed down towards his neck. *SWOOSH!* The two-handed heavy blood sword descended down, and the head of the alpha werewolf – Zjir detached from the body; it got enveloped in the golden glow.

Dro sheathed his heavy blood sword on his back, bent down and touched the head of the alpha werewolf – Zjir with his right hand; a loot window opened.

Dro tapped on the alpha werewolf Zjir's head in the loot window; the loot window closed and a notification message flashed in front of him.

Dro moved his eyes to the headless body. "I can get items of red quality in the . No point in even looking at what blue grade item Zjir dropped…" he thought and a voice sounded in his ears, "Are you going to kill and behead me too?"

Dro raised and turned his head to the voice. He saw a little girl standing with her hand against the wall. The girl was seven years old, she had a round face with some dirt on her cheeks, straight mid-length brown hair, beautiful orange eyes and plain clothes. Her appearance was cute to say the least.

Dro raised the corners of his lips, and a broad smile appeared on his face. He shook his head. "I won't kill you, so don't worry."

Fina blinked her eyes and her eyes lit up. "Really?"

Dro chuckled and he nodded his head. "Yes, really."

"Then will you let me go?" Fina said as she blinked her eyes twice.

A serious expression appeared on Dro's face. "You are free to go wherever you want, but only with one condition."

"What condition?" Fina tilted her head questioningly.

"Let me bite into your neck and I will let you go wherever you want," Dro said.

Fina furrowed her eyebrows. "You want to bite into my neck? Why?"

"It will serve as your protection," Dro said.

"My protection?" Fina tilted her head in confusion.

"You are in the vampire territory, and you are not a vampire. If you go out like you are now, you are just going to die," Dro said.

Fina slowly nodded her head. "I understand, big brother."

Dro nodded his head, and he raised the corners of his lips, smiling slightly. "It's good that you understand. So what will it be, do you accept my condition?"

Fina nodded her head resolutely. "I accept, big brother."

Dro raised the corners of his lips even further, and a broad smile reappeared on his face.

Dro and Fina approached each other. He bent down, placed his right hand on her shoulder and squeezed. Damage floated up above her head, and she let out a high pitched scream, "Ahh?!" And as she screamed out, he lowered his head and bit into her neck.

A notification message flashed and Dro let her down onto the ground.

Fina grew taller and she was now was a little taller than an average adult woman. Her hair grew out to her calves and its colour changed from brown to baby white. Her eye colour changed from orange to a lighter orange.

Dro's widened his eyes and he mumbled in shock, "Her hair colour changed, and mystic Werewolf? What's that?" He extended his arm, clenched and unclenched his fist; the menu opened, and he selected, ; a window opened.