811 Vampire-Dog Fight?

Reima flaps his rings and shoots to pursue Lothaire, but is intercepted by an Elder Vampire in its true monstrous form. "Grrrah!" he shouts, severing the beast leg as it claws at him, managing to give a few small cuts that quickly heal on their own.

Even without its legs its still a foe to be reckoned with, Reima stabs it in the gut before kicking it to get some distance, glancing at Lothaire who'd transformed into his own true-form, all of his clones following suit...

The Vampire who'd grabbed him growls, "I am Sliske, prepare to die mortal!"

Reima "Yeah, I'll remember to put it on your tomb stone, cunt!" he shouts, thrusting his hand forwards and unleashing a spell he'd had difficulties in the past casting... Soul stream!

A blast of light explodes from his hand as a massive laser envelopes Sliske who fails to avoid it, a large smoking body shoots from the laser and falls to the earth, accidentally landing on an unfortunate Nilfgaardian soldier.

Reima looks at the three other Vampires who'd also already transformed, Sorina, Jagger, and Alaric... Not that he'd know their names, these particular Vampires choosing not to identify themselves for him.

He'd not even blinked twice before the three Vampires all flew towards him at quick speeds, if he wasn't capable of using Observation Haki he'd no doubt struggle to keep up with all of them at once... Fortunately, he hadn't slacked when training this particular ability.

*CLANK!*

In a flash Reima has blocked the six claws slashing at him with his Silver Sword, the blade looking so quick that only a glint could be seen. Channeling Armament Haki into his offhand, he punches the chest of Alaric. The strike is fast and skilled, but he's surprised by the phenomenon that happens before him.

Alarics chest opens, allowing Reima's fist to go through him and strike at nothing, the hole closing when the Witcher pulls his hand back...

Reima "Creepy thing-looking fuck!" he exclaims, deflecting another claw while kicking forwards at Alaric, utilising his aura to unleash a fiery explosion from his foot.

*BOOOM!*

Alaric isn't able to avoid it last he had the last attack and is thrown backward, the smell of burnt flesh invading the air he passes through.

Jagger roars at having all his attacks easily fended off, his anger only increasing when Reima sends Alaric flying. He slashes his claws at Reima, even when he's too far to actually hit with them, the air in-front of his ripples though, as air blades are sent at Reima at quick speeds.

Reima blocks one of them with his blade and an Armamant Haki infused fist, but is still hit on the leg, sending molten blood splattering through the air as a laceration opens on it. Reima ignores the pain and blinks behind Jagger, stabbing the Vampire through the heart and twisting the blade to cause maximum damage...

Lothaire tries to intervene and attack Reima with his clones, but his physical abilities aren't up to the other Elder's level, him being one of the younger Elders in existence. He manages to get back in after Jagger is temporarily capacitated and falling to the earth.

Alaric flies back up which leaves him, Sorina, and Lothaire left to defeat Reima, something that's not looking all that great...

Reima flourishes his sword, grinning as the wound on his leg closes itself before their eyes, causing them a great amount of irritation as they believed such an ability only belonged to the Vampires. "You fucking pansies want some more? Come get it!" he shouts.

Sorina growls, "DARE MOCK US? DIE!" she exclaims as gross tumorous growths start growing on Reima's sword, her previous clashes against it had allowed her to leave some of her cells on the sword itself... The growths crawl up the blade and attempt to climb onto Reima's skin as the Vampire charge him while he's distracted.

Reima shakes his head at how shit this ability seemed, casting Chaos Blade and breathing his Silver Sword in Chaos Flames, reducing the growths attached to it to ash and slashing a few blades of fire towards the approaching Vampires.

Lothaire sends a few clones to receive the attacks to protect his comrades, managing to stop all of them except one which cuts a deep black scar into Alaric's chest, causing him to roar in pain.

Reima clashes against Sorina again, slipping his blade in between her claws and cutting half of her monstrous hand off, the seared close wound slowing the rate of regeneration. He continues the momentum by sending an Armament Haki infused kick at her head, breaking her neck with a sick crack and knocking her out of the fight.

With that done he teleports behind Alaric to avoid the many charging Lothaire and cuts the Vampire in two, separating his upperbody from his lowerbody in one slash. He figured whatever ability to manipulate his body he had, he wouldn't be able to split himself in two to avoid this strike... He was correct as Alaric is sent plummeting to the ground like a fat-monstrous version of Darth Maul.

Lothaire glares at Reima and Alaric's plummeting body, realising that he's probably not going to survive this battle... Regardless, he believes his master will succeed in his place. "Once you kill me, will you take control of the world like we had done?" he asks, attempting to stall for time...

Reima raises a brow, "I might as well if you lot are going to serve it up to me on a silver platter, after your invasion, there's no one left to complain!... Aside from Nilfgaard." he adds.

Lothaire nods, all of his clones mimicking his actions as he prepares to clash against Reima for what he could only assume would be the last time... "Die!" he and his nine clones shout, charging Reima.

Reima "You first!" he remarks in response, channeling Elder Blood Magic into his blade, causing the Chaos Flames to turn turquoise as he prepares to kill the piece of shit Vampire once and for all...