He was well aware of the Second Tier Vampire's strength: facing a true Scholar with such a fragile physique would not hold up even for an instant.
David tried to struggle to his feet to aid his teammates, but his body was in such terrible shape that when he forced himself up, another mouthful of blood sprayed out, leaving him half-kneeling on the ground, powerless.
In that split second, the Second Tier Vampire's claw had already pierced through "Allen's" chest.
Seeing this, David's eyes, bloodshot, widened.
Of all the team members, he and "Allen" had the best relationship. Not only had his teammate never treated him like a slave, but back at the Academy, it was the other who had always secretly guided his practice, using his own student resources to help him exchange for some necessary practice items...
Watching his teammate on the brink of death, a torrent of sorrow welled up in David's heart.
However, before his grief could show on his face, it froze in place.