Clang!
'Who's this undead?'
Scarcheek clashed swords with the undead whose level was way lower than his. He was very well aware that a daemon's stats were stronger than a human's but this was just plain ridiculous.
His anger rose and his blazing sword exploded into an azure light. He looked at Dhampy and swung his blade.
"Dragon's Fangs!"
A dragon head appeared behind Scarcheek, his MP exploded and so did his skill. The protruding fangs of a dragon appeared wanting to devour Dhampy whole.
However, Dhampy simply looked at him with eyes as calm as a tranquil sea. No wave of emotion was shown, she then made her move, her sword moved with lightning speed.
"Hazy Mist." Her voice was calm then the sound of water emerged from out of nowhere, a red mist appeared from Dhampy's sword. The mist enveloped the blazing heat of the Dragon's Fang.
The blaze dissipated like nothing.
Pishhh!
