"Blood Armor - Untouchable Lord"
Two words rang out in the heart-stopping silence; Jashua, drowning in the blood river, was speaking. Before a few breaths passed, the blood flow where he stood began to break down; the blood hitting his armor was separating from the rest and splashing into the air.
"Blood Manipulation - Blood Spears"
When Jashua spoke once again, the scattered blood around him rose into the air, revealing a one-step radius around him. The Young Count, crossing his arms over his chest, was watching the duo at the other end of the blood walls.
"Dangerous, very dangerous!"
"The boy must die, he absolutely must die!"
The gray-bearded man and the white-haired woman agreed, but there was something they didn't know. Young Count Jashua was thinking the exact same thing as them. The two geezers had to die.
He had his plan ready for this; with the vibrations his armor emitted, he turned the blood energy he separated from its owner into his own weapons. When the two man-sized spears forming above his head set off towards their targets, the counterattack began.
"Too slow!"
"Yeah, they won't even reach us!"
The duo stood completely still; the spears advancing over the river were caught by the blood spurting from within and sent back. Jashua didn't give up; every time the river of blood hit his armor, he could produce new spears.
The Young Count attacked, the Clan Leaders continued to destroy the spears. A two-sided stalemate was reached; Alis, the other side, was content with just watching the events. He wasn't used to using his dark powers and couldn't cope with the aftereffects.
At the same time, opposite Nafız was someone just like his title, the Bloody Mountain Clan Leader. The upper part of the man whose hair cascaded to his shoulders was so broad that one had to turn their head to look from one shoulder to the other.
While the Blood God waited for him with her weapons drawn, the man calmly advanced and stopped ten steps away. He had a battle mace fitting for him; he hadn't yet raised the weapon he could barely carry with two hands.
"Little girl, are you aware of what's happening?"
The Clan Leader had a thick beard; his mouth covered by his long mustache was barely visible while he spoke.
"Of course, geezer. I am watching how the plans you laid are going up in smoke!"
Nafız turned her head and scanned the surroundings; the Clan Stands were totally empty, and the number of enemies on the battlefield was limited only to the Clan Leaders.
"All those who came with you died along with the traitors of the sect. There's just one point I didn't quite get, why now?"
The Bloody Mountain Clan leader lowered his weapon to his side and started stroking his beard with his free hand; it was obvious the question came from a place he didn't expect.
"I guess there is no harm in telling now. When the Black Lily botched the given tasks, all hell broke loose and everything had to be rearranged!"
The mountain of a man turned his head and looked at the other two surviving Clan Leaders; they were in a relentless struggle with Jashua.
"I don't know where you came from, but I wish you had come fifty years ago. Maybe then, I wouldn't have to participate in all this dishonor!"
The man's eyes were brimming with tears; he gripped his weapon and pointed it at Nafız.
"Can I ask you for something?"
The red-haired girl's single eyebrow went up; her enemy's demeanor and actions were very weird.
"Spit it out!"
She was also curious; she wanted to hear the Clan Leader's words.
"If I kill myself, will you spare the people of my clan?"
Faced with the unexpected offer, Nafız tilted her head to the right and stared blankly at the man. Her enemy, whom she prepared to fight to the death, was begging her for mercy in exchange for his life.
"Are you pulling my leg?"
Nafız, gripping her daggers tightly, changed her stance against the possibility of a trick and got ready to attack any moment.
"For a very long time, maybe for the first time, I am speaking this sincerely. Whatever I did, I did for the lives of the people of my clan. Now, I have one last duty left for them to live."
Listening to the speech turning into a show of final regrets, Nafız spat at her feet; she didn't look impressed at all.
"You're already a dead man, why should I make a promise for your worthless life?"
Final regrets were not something Nafız valued. In her eyes, a person had to pay the price for their actions.
"Maybe I am dead in your eyes, but what about your friends?"
"Are you threatening me?"
Nafız lunged forward; a few breaths later she was in front of the Bloody Mountain Clan Leader. The daggers targeted the man's throat, but her opponent had pulled his weapon in front of him too.
"Calm down little girl! Just watch!"
Before completing his words, the man took action; his direction was the area where the other two surviving clan leaders were fighting. Nafız went after him with the same speed; she didn't want Jashua to fall victim to an attack.
The Clan Leader was hulking, majestic, but when it came to speed, he couldn't hold a candle to Nafız. A little before he arrived, Nafız arrived next to her friend. She drew her daggers and waited for the enemy, but things didn't go as she hoped at all.
The rough-bearded man continued without cutting his speed and scattered the Bloody Valley and Bloody River duo with his battle mace. The two traitorous Clan Leaders were being betrayed by someone they thought was on the same side.
"Blood Manipulation - Sonic Blood Spears"
When the two spears appearing in the air headed for the long-haired woman, the Bloody River Clan Leader wanted to block them with whips coming out of the river formed by the blood pouring from her heirloom. She wasn't going to succeed this time because the spears, advancing at a constant speed, suddenly experienced sonic explosions and appeared right in front of her eyes.
A painful groan filled the ears. There were two huge holes in the chest of one of the duo who attacked and defended with tremendous harmony.
"You, traitor! You will pay for this!"
The gray-bearded man shouted while watching his partner's death; his target was the Bloody Mountain Clan leader.
"It's true I am a traitor, but my treachery is not to you, it's to the sect my ancestors stayed loyal to for centuries. If I am going to pay a price, I will pay it only to them!"
The two clan leaders started clashing. Because they didn't hesitate to use the Clan Heirlooms, massive damage occurred in their immediate surroundings.
"Sir!"
Jashua came next to the red-haired girl, said a single word, but Nafız immediately understood what he meant.
"Let them tear each other apart, you focus on gathering your strength!"
The Blood God's eye was on the biggest battle on the battlefield. Atractivo's two assistants had long started fighting.
"Seize the gourd and purify it. Depending on the situation, we might have to fight again!"
Taking the weapon, which became free with the death of the white-haired woman, into his hands in the blink of an eye, Jashua started wiping the energy of its old owner off the item. Nafız was scanning the battlefield; everywhere was covered with corpses and the wounded.
On one side two Clan Leaders, on the other side the Second and Third Elders of the Holy Blood Sect were clashing.
"Alis, you go next to the others too!"
When her eyes caught her old power animal, she wanted the Lareina and Ralf duo standing next to the beautiful woman to go there. Ten breaths later, with Jashua's addition too, there were six people inside Nafız's Blood Dome.
"You guys follow the ongoing battles and let me know immediately if there is a change!"
Nafız gave her order to the others, but Lareina had a question.
"What are you going to do? You're not going to step outside, are you?"
Seeing the young girl worrying for her, Nafız smiled slyly; apparently, she had another plan in mind.
"It's quite nice here for now, but there's a lot of noise around. I'll have to silence them one by one!"
Attaching the arrow she drew from her quiver to the bow appearing in her hand, Nafız started hunting her enemies who were in death throes. She had no mercy; without exception, she wouldn't stop until she put a hole in all their heads.