"Bang!" "Screech—"
A violent collision was followed by the ear-piercing sound of air tearing. The battle between the Werewolf and the Vampire was still raging, and it had already reached the point where Hao Ren couldn't interfere—even a sneak attack wasn't possible anymore.
Vivian still held the upper hand. She flapped her bat wings and flew through the air, suppressing Casa Eben with her swarm of bats and that terrifying blood mist. Her advantage in flight, combined with her ranged advantage, allowed her to remain undefeated. Although Casa Eben was at a disadvantage, he didn't seem likely to lose so easily. The black mist around the Werewolf could block Vivian's blood mist, and even if he was injured by accident, he could recover in the blink of an eye. The Werewolf's tremendous stamina and regenerative ability seemed endless, and he and Vivian had become locked in a war of attrition.
Yet Casa Eben's confusion became harder and harder to suppress as the battle continued: Vivian seemed much weaker than he had imagined, nothing like the powerful figure mentioned in his family's records.
The Eben family had dealt with Vivian long ago. When that ancient Vampire had roamed the world, she had interacted with practically every famous supernatural being on the planet. Although nine out of ten of those supernatural families had since vanished without a trace, the survivors still retained records of Vivian. From his family's records, Casa Eben had learned of the strange title "Countess Who Summoned the Blood Moon," and he knew that she was someone his ancestors had deeply feared. For a Werewolf family at the height of its power to fear someone so greatly that they had specifically left records about her, she was certainly no ordinary person. Casa Eben had even continued fighting Vivian with