When the figure stepped out of the darkness, Drake stared at the intruder, his eyes glowed brightly as they narrowed in anger. He knew exactly who this man was, even though he had never seen him. He had only heard about him. Slashing out with his whip, the thin metal flew in a graceful arc and slashed toward the gargoyle king, who stood with his sword pointed directly at him, ignoring his three companions. It was clear he was after him, not Chad or Mike. To him, Renn was just a beast and didn't count. Drake himself was the gargoyle king's target.
Bloodlust poured from the gargoyle king's pores as he stared at Drake with a menacing grin. His fangs gleamed in the green light of Drake's energy whip as it glided toward him.
