The small bottle was soon opened by the assassin as that person immensely drinks it without a second thought to what could happen once it has come into contact with the body.
After all was gone it quickly began its work killing the inside of the body turning it into one that no longer holds life.
The assassin felt it as it was painful to feel yourself dying, but there was no long process to it.
It was done as the assassin was now a creature of the night showing off blood-red eyes and those sharp fangs ready to dig themselves into some nice fresh flesh.
Lucky for this newborn vampire there is such food standing in front of the thing.
The question is would it be easy to feed on a monster that will put up a fight.
Well, there was no doubt that the assassin who was now a vampire would care at this point.
The hunger requires blood with a strong desire as the assassin begins to run towards Loren.
The level of speed increases 10 folds that even right at the time Loren throws a punch that was supposed to meet with the vampire, but misses and instead breaks way into the floor.
Right after he felt a sharp pain in his neck feeling something suckling out his blood.
Loren quickly works to get the assassin off him, grabbing that person and throwing him over.
Able to land on both feet, the assassin takes a moment after drinking some Loren blood.
Noticing two feelings that this person was getting off from the blood death and power there was another, but couldn't get a very deep understanding of it.
Yet that was going to have stopped for the time as Loren was right in front in a fast movement where a powerful kick was sent.
The assassin only could make a block move using both arms to take on the kick, but the powerful force behind the kick was far stronger, sending this poor fool flying backward at high speed.
Lasting only for about a few until Loren uses outstanding speed to meet up the assassin still in the air to receive another Attack where a fist hits the body.
The body of the assassin smashed into the castle floor by the power behind the punch.
Where even blood was forced to be coughed up from the mouth of the assassin.
Afterward, Loren takes a few steps back enjoying the fight and not quickly looking forward to finishing this fight.
Allowing the assassin to get back up.
Staring with a fit of raging anger at Loren with the red eyes then moving at fast speed again.
Arriving closely in front of Loren using the nails that became sharp and long to slash sideways downward.
A part of the chest flesh was taken off the body as blood slowly clawed like wounds.
Feeling such pain in a fight began to fill the made berserk Loren as this fight went on for a little longer.
The only one to suffer the most attacks was shocking Loren because the assassin soon worked better with this new change.
Using the speed to attack and retreat motives gives no chances to strike back from the opponent.
Even with the wounds on his body Loren show no other expression than that of wicked smile with no care for the pain
The assassin goes for another attack thinking that it will go the same as before, but to surprise that person was caught this time.
One of the arms was grabbed by Loren as he then bent to break the bone causing the enemy to scream in pain.
Next, this person was grabbed by the neck to be raised into the air where Loren had more fun ripping that same arm off.
Then the other arm, leg other leg, and lastly, the head as that completely killed the last living assassin in that most brutal way.
When no more fun is left with the dead assassin's body, he throws the remainder of it away.
Seemed disappointed that his opponent was now dead, Loren thought there wouldn't be any more to have fun with until his eyes landed on the blacksmith.
Who was still in a state unable to move yet easy to be prey for the berserker Loren?
He was slowly moving at each step that was getting close but suddenly stopped passing out, falling face forward to the floor.
Loss of blood and tiredness has come to take effect on Loren as now it was only the blacksmith still alive and awake.
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[present time inside darkness]
Loren sits cross-legged facing the white elf Hebolt Darkblade explaining to him what he has turned into once getting back up from the floor when the assassins.
"Ah, interesting it seems you carry another rare type of blood instead of the only mine which allows you to turn into that of one called a breaker. Learning this makes me think that you could be more powerful than I am seeing."
"No, there is one more as this other bloodline is from my mother's side."
"Talking about that feeling of death I get inside here, well I always did some short of wonders what it was, so would that mean you have control over the dead."
"Yes, my mother's people are known to the outside world as Necros. But to her people, she is known to be an outcast because of being born not that"
The white elf Hebolt Darkblade let out a laugh that was unexpected to Loren.
"The Necro people, I remember the times we had gone to war with them. I tell you that those people were a difficult race to battle, I mean how could one go against an army of the dead."
"That is a good question; a dead army could never end as long as there is living. It will take a great number and skillful individuals to put up a fight with such an army to become victorious."
"Well, a dead army is a fearful one yet like any other army they could fall the same."
Hebolt Darkblade's words were true Loren could build the unlimited undead army, but destruction can still come.
At that moment a shocking thing happened where the white elf skin changed to that of red.
He noticed Loren's shocked expression showing a smile right then.
"Surprise huh well this is the other me to what I become when I allow it to corrupt me. This is somewhat a reminder to me of what I have done, never to forget, never to be at peace."
"Was it not by your own will on accepting such power," Loren says.
"Yes and no kid there much to learn about the past me and the master behind it all."
"Are you speaking about him? Who is that you mention."
There was silence from The white elf until after a minute he spoke again.
"Not yet this is not the right moment for you to be knowing Loren, you are not ready as you are far from it."
"Why do you say that you doubt that whatever there is to learn will be too much for him? I have spent my years so far knowing about my father and mother's bloodlines."
No words come out, but only a series of expressions on the white elf face that Loren sees that what he has said may have upset him in some way.
"You have no idea what you have been burned into, you're not a normal being in this world. Carrying bloodlines such as these and one that is far more deadly and purely evil that sadly Loren is something you can never run from as it is like a mark unable to erase."
"Do you believe I am not ready?"
"Far from it, kid, it's more like, I have made the judgment whether you're worth it or not."
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[Present inside the castle]
Loren Lies in the royal doctor beds with wounds that were now taken care of and covered with badges.
He rested to work on getting those wounds healed.
Only three people were inside this doctor's room.
The prince Nelson, the doctor, and the blacksmith who was being treated before Loren.
"I can't believe the castle was invaded by assassins and even worse they dare to attack the young prince Loren. The poor man must have gone through such trouble with them. Lucky you were there to save him."
The doctor says finishing up with Theron where there wasn't much damage happened to the man.
"I didn't do a thing, I was unable to move at the time. It was all the princess who held off against these assassins."
"Huh you saying princes Loren fought against them." the royal doctor said, looking at Loren.
The man couldn't believe the wounds he received at points of the body that was attacked which were life-threatening that no person should be able to go on if not reaching treatment quickly.
"This young princess is a very interesting person."