The obsidian hunting knife's blade scraped across armor wrapped in bloodlight. The weapon's cut was only the beginning; what followed wasn't sparks, but a blade of flame formed from compressed solar fire.
With that light scrape, a crack appeared in the armor bearing the power of the Lord of the Hunt.
It wasn't that the thing wasn't sturdy enough. The main problem was that the vampire wielding twin blades and hacking away like mad had activated cheats. Divine objects were among the sturdiest things in the world, and only equal power could shake them. Once something like this appeared, it was practically the same as two gods fighting at a distance through their chosen champions.
Unfortunately, the vampire had no god.
Fortunately, Murphy didn't need help from one, either. Elder Sister Kulkukan was more than willing to lend him her divine power at a time like this, provided the vampire didn't get burned to death by the solar fire flooding his body.
The power of Omega covered the armor, turning the divinity bestowed by the Lord of the Hunt into a weakness in that instant. No matter how the golden spirit resisted, that ever-present weakness continued to envelop it. It was just like how Huxegen had nearly had his head chopped off by the vampire lord in their first encounter.
Before they'd faced the Omega program, it had been hard for these creatures, who recklessly relied on the favor of the gods, to understand what made Murphy so unusual—and just how destructive he could be under certain circumstances.
Like now.
"Pfft."
Necessary Evil, wrapped in silver light, shrieked.
The pain came from the Omega power eating away at its blade. But the cunning weapon didn't reject this gift. Instead, it turned its pain into punishment for its enemy, slipping through