"Let's go." Liam silently mumbled as he unsheathed his black dragon sword.
At the other end, Jonathan Hofstader sneered in contempt, twirling his blood-red sword. He looked at the crowd around him proudly and commanded.
"This god is ordering you all to put down that dog."
The thousands of vampires standing behind him immediately roared and started rushing towards Liam, the sole target of the opposite side.
The entire army madly bulldozing forward was quite a spectacle. The atmosphere was electric. Jonathan became very riled up as he could almost taste his victory in the air.
He started shouting even louder. "Go! Go! Go! Kill Him! Bring His Head to MEEEE!"
Liam grinned. Naturally, he wasn't alone, and he also did not plan to drag this battle out unnecessarily.
"Come out." He calmly said, and the next second…
