"This is the route for my escape!"
A flash of blood-red light shot up into the sky through the gap between the dragon beasts and disappeared, leaving behind only a single sentence.
"Damn blood-sucking bug!"
The Cultist Priest's face twisted with rage and he vented his anger on the Wolf of the Dark Night, who had been captured by the soldiers, lashing his back violently with a whip, tearing his flesh open.
But due to the vampiric traits, the bloody wounds healed and new skin grew back in an instant.
Seeing that he could not inflict harm, the Cultist Priest shouted angrily, "Take him back! Take him back! I'll feed this scum to the dragon beasts and tear him to shreds! I refuse to believe he can recover from that!"
The Wolf of the Dark Night, wearing heavy antimagic shackles, was taken back to the city by the soldiers, looking rather desolate — this was probably not the first time he had been betrayed by the Swashbuckler.
