313 Again (2/2)

But the problem was that, as dark magic creatures, vampires could fly, change into bats, or even turn into mist. The Great Swordsmen were only adept at physical attacks and could hardly deal with them, unless they had weapons enchanted with Soul Damage.

The three kinds of spellcasters were the real experts in dealing with dark magic creatures.

They chatted in low voices to not disturb the others.

Very soon, Andonara yawned too.

Roland said to her, ”You take a rest. I'll keep watch.”

Andonara nodded.

She knew he didn't need sleep, so she didn't argue with him and simply lay down on a blanket next to Roland.

Very soon, she fell asleep.

Roland, on the other hand, opened the forums again.

He had deployed three magic spiders to the trees nearby to monitor the surroundings.

About two hours later, Roland quit the forums as the spiders sent pictures to him.

Differently from the previous night, it was quite lovely tonight.

The round silver moon was shining, illuminating the woods since few clouds were in the sky.

Then, a bunch of black bats, which seemed to have flown out of the moon, hovered around the shelter and turned into a woman.

The spider sent her image to Roland. It was indeed the woman from last night.

This time, she was not wearing a black dress, but a red one.

Her delicate, smooth shoulders vaguely reflecting the moonlight.

Why is this woman so fond of off-the-shoulder dresses? Roland mumbled inside the tent.

The woman looked at the rock tent and smiled too.

The vampires' noses were as keen as those of werewolves.

She had tracked Roland's team by smell even though it had been a whole day.

She felt that the person inside the rock tent understood her, and for that understanding, she would not kill them, but would let them go after insulting them.

It was her mercy toward an equal.

Then, she pointed at the rock tent, and the magic counterattack came two seconds later.

The woman laughed even more delightedly. With her big red dress, she was almost like a rose spirit.

Like the previous night, the stone softened and hardened again and again.

But the woman was not as desperate as she was the previous night. Gradually, she began to enjoy the competition.

Also, she was no longer obsessed with a fixed area. Instead, she flew around the rock tent and pointed randomly, putting vague colorful squares on the wall.

Then, those colorful squares quickly returned to their original color.

Giggling, the woman ”drew” a flower on the tent, then the flower was gone.

She drew a rabbit, then the rabbit was gone too.

She hadn't had such fun for hundreds of years, and she was more and more amused. She was about to draw a dragon, when she suddenly stopped and looked back at the moon with a cold smile.

Very soon, another group of bats approached in the moonlight. They croaked and turned into a man before her.

The man had black hair, blue eyes, and a long, thin face. He was handsome, but seemed grim and creepy.