Under the dark sky, nine hundred vampires and roughly fourteen hundred werewolves began a bloody battle in the underground swamp.
The vampires spread their bat wings and skimmed low over the swamp with shrill cries, charging in packs. Soon, they clashed at close quarters with the werewolf army racing toward them.
The instant the two armies collided, their front ranks were sent sprawling.
The first to enter the battlefield was the vampires' Super Speed corps. Moving like lightning, they swept in from the rear and seized all the most advantageous positions.
Next came the Brute Force Corps at the front. With their Giant Strength talent, these frail-looking vampires could easily unleash savage strength far beyond that of werewolves, enough to kill a werewolf with a single punch.
Of course, that was provided the punch landed. The werewolves' speed at night was no worse than the vampires', and even surpassed it. Once the battle officially began, the werewolves abandoned their human forms entirely and transformed into true giant wolves. This was their most primal and most powerful combat form, with strength and speed that nearly reached the pinnacle of land-based army combat. The added enhancement from their Berserk trait further strengthened their ability to fight in groups.
"Chain!"
Facing a row of giant wolves lunging toward them, a vampire Marquis commanding from the rear calmly gave the order.
Werewolves in giant wolf form were indeed powerful, but precisely because they had reverted to their bestial nature, they had abandoned most of their reason and fought on animal instinct instead. In short, all brawn and no brains.
Golden chains shot from the hands of numerous vampires in the front ranks, winding around the charging giant wolves and slowing their movements to a halt. The Giant Strength vampires ahead then picked them off