Across the field, Leon fought in union with Phoenix, combatting the vampire with their assault.
Words didn't need to be exchanged as the two men attacked the vampire in tandem. He moved with a quicker step than his companion, setting his blade back to prepare for a strike before–the inhuman moved away from him.
"Huh?"
To his shock, he was ignored entirely by the centuries old figure, instead witnessing the vampire set for the blazing adventurer.
"Phoenix!" He shouted.
As he turned himself around, kicking off the grass with a burst of strength, he was a step right behind the vampire. Unable to process such speed at the same rate, the red-haired swordsman was a moment late in realizing the blood-drinker was heading right for him.