The Dream Saga Chapter 12
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"BRING IT ON !!! " Sabir yelled.
The dead circled him in a way so there remained no way for his escape, but the look in his eyes was not what we see when someone is frightened, he was flowing with confidence he looked like as he was playing some sport
"1,2,3,4,5,67,8,9 haha you're a fool! You all stand no chance against me!" Sabir laughed violently
"Bring me his head." the woman ordered her dead army in a slow pissed off tone.
As the woman ordered, one of the deadmen charged at Sabir while screeching his voice box out, but before he could do anything Sabir's claw pierces a hole through his abdomen
"Is this your puny little dead army you lame low-class vampire haha" he continued humiliating the vampire and her dead army.
"I wanted to end this quick but you're starting to piss me! So I'll give you want you're so desperate for 'A painful death' you little animal" the woman was red in anger because of Sabir.
She raised both of her hands in the air and a Hundred of hands emerged from her back, slowly in a sec the number of dead raised from ten to a hundred.
After watching the terrible scene, Sabir's face grew tensed as he knew it'd be hard for him to kill all the deadmen.
"you got me a little stressed here. But it's okay I'll fuck you up too after I massacre your toys!" Sabir continued poking the woman.
Here I come, parry yourself you uncultured swine!
He slashed the deadmen one by one but, they kept coming back because they felt no pain or fear since they were already dead.
"Die! Die! Die ! I'll keep killing you until you stop coming back."
He continued his rampage by throwing the dead men here and there, so he could make his way to the woman, but as he reached closer to her. he got dragged back quickly.
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The dead men were trying their best to keep him away from the woman, but Stopping him was a tough job. soon, after too much struggle he became slow and by taking advantage of the situation the deadmen buried him alive under them.
he was helpless he was gasping for breathe when the dead men suffocated him with their feet.
"huff! huff! It's better to use it !" He gasped for air while talking to himself.
A big blast of pink light emerges from his eyes that lighted up the whole area, the dead men who were trampling him were reduced to ashes due to the heat from the light. In less than a second, all the deadmen in the area were swiped.
"Ah Damn. It hurts! But it's not a good time to complain it's time to finish someone."
The woman was shocked and confused after watching a werewolf bearing such amazing power.
"wha— what? Did you do?"
"FIGURE IT YOURSELF." He jumped high in the air and landed near the woman to attack her with full force. The woman was just trying to get a handle on her situation when he bit her arm. his bite was so powerful that to escape it the mad vampire bit his leg.
"Aaghhh!" Sabir's screamed out of pain.
"you dared to bite me I won't let you go this easy!" the Woman screamed.
Without wasting a second the woman leaped out onto his chest and smashed a few of his upper ribs, she was so mad because of the bite that she began to rip his snouts into two parts.
"hehe! I'll eat your brain first but before that, I'll need to break your face isn't it." the woman laughed while she broke Sabir's snout.
Sabir's grows some strength and somehow closes his snout, he swiftly raises his arm and makes a hole in the vampire's body with his claws.
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AAAAGHHH!! YOU BEAST ! I'LL KILLL YOU" the vampire screamed in immense pain and rage.
The vampire flipped and did a full 360-degree rotation along with Sabir's arm to get it out of her body, the screams of both of them were so loud that they could be heard from miles away.
Sabir's arms were useless now, as they were brutally crushed. But while the vampire was still recouping with his last blow, he moved and bites the head of the vampire.
"leave my fucking head!! Ahh No! No! No! ahhhhgghh—" the vampire's screams got violently loud and reached its peak but, suddenly her screams stopped.
"Finally, I won !" Sabir sighed in a tired tone.
The brawl between the vampire and the wolf was ended with the vampire's head in the wolf's jaw.
"Thank goodness it ended! I hope these arms will heal soon so I could meet with the squad" he takes a whiff of relief and lies down on the ground.
"thank God it was just one vampir—"
"Ohh hoo hoo!! We're you expecting a few more huh! Seems like your wish fulfilled!" Someone from the behind replied to him.
"what the fuck! Who are you know?" Sabir yelled in rage
"ahh, sorry for the late introduction, we're Vampires same as the one you killed right now! We smelled blood from far away but we couldn't resist ourselves and came here."
Three vampires came out of nowhere at the scene and Sabir knew they were bad news
"Seems like the werewolves are no longer strong as they were in the past, look at this happy wolf, just defeated a low-level vampire and acting like he's the king of the jungle."
"Looks like he needs a lesson!! Let's kill him wooooh! here we come.Yahhhaaaa!" the three vampires charged at Sabir altogether without a bit of hesitation.
Sabir tried to use his "evil eye" but, he was already at his limit, and his body was torn out too, there was no way for an escape, he knew, that it was his end, but out of nowhere someone came between them.
"BEHOLD!! " a voice echoed in the area that stopped everything.
A wolf was standing on the rock in front of the moon,
He was big as an elephant, he had unusual three eyes two white and a blue third eye.
"We've been enemies for past millions of years, but never have been once your ancestors disrespected us, both vampires and wolves have respected each other as their arch-enemies but seems like you don't care about it"
"And picking on someone who's already exhausted is shameful, your sins are beyond comprehension so you must die."
"DIE!"
The giant wolf's face was still hidden only his eyes were visible, all the three vampires were terrified as hell but before they could do anything their bodies were on fire and in less than a minute their bodies disappears into ashes.
"Boy, grow stronger. he and I have chosen you, the world depends on you, so don't fail!"
The giant wolf vanished as he was some kind of shadow, while Sabir had no idea of what has happened here. he tries to find the wolf, but he collapses due to loss of blood.
When he gains his consciousness back, he finds himself where he stood last time, near the blueberry tree.
-to be continued
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