"Heh, heh, heh. What a beautiful woman. I bet your blood tastes even better than the woman's from two days ago."
Vampire Nie Dong lifted his face from the collar of his trench coat. Two sharp fangs gleamed in the cold air.
Just as his fangs were about to pierce the woman's fair skin, something sliced through the air of the empty, silent subway station, accompanied by a faint rumble of Thunder.
Nie Dong heard it too. The greed vanished from his crimson, slit-pupiled eyes, replaced by panic and fear.
He had only bewitched one woman. How could someone else have followed her in? And a mage at that?
Could it be... some creep who'd been following her?
He hurriedly released the woman in his arms and turned to dodge, only to discover that the purple flash was already upon him.
A dazzling violet light flashed before his eyes, and a blood-red blade drove straight through his chest, piercing his heart.
Strangely, no blood spilled from his chest. It was as though the blade had pierced a corpse.
Terror crossed Nie Dong's face. He hadn't expected a human to stab him through the heart. In his panic, he failed to notice the Silver Dragon Mark glowing on the hilt.
He had just reached for the hilt to pull the blade free when silver light flashed, and someone appeared abruptly before him.
Mo Xie seized Yama's hilt first. With a forceful twist of his wrist, he sliced through Nie Dong's heart and right arm.
He thought it had gone smoothly, but after cutting through the heart and arm, he saw that not a drop of blood flowed out.
Damn it. This Vampire's blood isn't in his heart!
Realizing that, Mo Xie changed Yama's angle and slashed at Nie Dong's neck.
But