The plan's fool-proof–everything was made in careful deliberation.
We've gotten the information from the human on where the manor was located and preventive measures were done after much deliberation… from the dangers of the forest itself to the manor's defensive measures–and yet they never mentioned about the Vampire having servants.
"[Wind Gale]!"
The wind cut through the thorns and thistles and slashed at my fur, digging painfully as I slightly winced–and yet my regenerative abilities meant it was nothing.
Luring the servant into the forest didn't seem to slow down her wind–each strike still making itself and cutting down on my being as if knowing where I was located, no matter where I was.
I gritted my teeth and broke down trees with a slash to block her way but she continued to give chase.
"If I have your head–this will be the end!" the brunette human shouted.