But no matter where Alustriel retreated, there would always be a vampire waiting for her.
Seeing the black, withered-bone-like hand of the vampire behind her, its long nails already reaching for her, Alustriel helplessly prepared to activate Sword Dance Mode once more.
But just as that thought crossed Alustriel's mind, a man suddenly appeared and tore the vampire behind her in half with his bare hands.
After that strike, everyone froze in place.
No one knew who this man was, what his purpose was, or whose side he stood on.
"You four are ganging up on such a weak young woman. Don't you feel ashamed of yourselves? You truly are the disgrace of our vampire race," the newcomer said.
Alustriel looked at the man standing beside her. His features were refined and his bearing extraordinary, though his face was still rather long, and he bore the traits of a vampire.
He radiated an exceptionally noble aura. He was clearly not human, and he was also somewhat different from these vampires.
But since he had just said "our," didn't that mean he was one of them?
She was already utterly exhausted. Dealing with four little vampire bats had been more than strenuous enough, yet another one had appeared.
Moreover, this man had instantly killed the vampire who had stood behind her. Alustriel had no idea who he was, but she could tell that he was tremendously powerful.
"Beautiful lady." The man swallowed and said to Alustriel, "I arrived too late and let you suffer so much. I'm truly sorry."
"Are you a vampire too?" Alustriel asked.
"It seems my luck really is good. On our Elzeran Continent, vampires had basically vanished long ago," Alustriel said.
"Yet I ran into five of them all at once. It looks like your vampire race