Need A Hand

The atmosphere was heavy. No. Heavy couldn't begin to describe the current atmosphere.

The borders between the human and vampyros domains, which had usually been calm and quiet, had turned into the complete opposite.

Complete and utter chaos had descended upon the entire region. The wall marking the borders of both domains had crumbled and turned to dust, like a sandcastle on a beach.

The apex of humanity, a 17 year old figure that every single one of the human paragons had agreed to support and protect with their lives, was currently battling a grand elder of the vampyros race, a being centuries older than him.

But this wasn't even the mind boggling part.

The mind boggling part was that he was winning. Not just winning, he was dominating the battle.

While it was a scene that sent waves of pride through the human paragons, unfortunately, none of them could stop to watch the magnificent scene unfold.