51 Dogs on Leash pt 3
Kira seeing Draig's charge howled loudly and mirrored the young Feratu's action, the other Werewolves took this as the signal to charge as well. The old Wolf knew that this was his opportunity to help his people and perhaps stand on equal footing with the little Vampire.
Draig chuckled seeing the group of beasts coming for him, a smile reminiscent of the devil formed on his face as he ducked under Kira's strike and ran past the old Wolf with a laugh.
"Too slow Mutt" yelled Draig as his foot planted into the chest of one of the Wolf like Villagers.
The poor soul to take the first strike didn't fly as Kira had instead finding himself resting on the leg of the young Feratu as he vomited blood from the force of the hit. It was at this time that Marco dropped the first hunk of ore into Draig's hands, he wasted no time and used Mana Molder to create a thick metal collar which quickly snapped onto his first victim's neck. Chuckling Draig sent the mangy mutt flying with a swift kick before plunging himself into the depths of the hoard.
Kira snarled at the humiliating action as his pent up aggression began to show itself as hatred, growling he sought out the Vampire his claws poised to strike but Draig spun under his strike again laughing at the simple tactic.
"Come now Kira, is this all the bloodline of your founder is capable of" goaded Draig as his claws left four deep gouges in the Old Wolf's back.
Releasing a monstrous howl Draig was actually stunned for a moment allowing the other wolves to pounce and tear at his body. Kira smirked at the first sign of weakness and gripped Draig by his neck ripping him from the jaws of his comrades.
"Is this all the Heir of Feratu is capable of" spat Kira until he saw Draig's smile lessen until he was staring blankly at the wolf.
"You want to see what the Heir of Feratu is capable of, I don't think your ready for that" sneered Draig kicking the Old wolf in his elbow distorting it to an awkward angle forcing him to release his captive.
"But if that is what you wish..... Then I will oblige" stated Draig as he removed his tattered top revealing the teeth and claw marks along his body leaking blood.
'What is he doing' wondered Kira but his instincts warned him to not let Draig continue.
"This one is a bit new to me so forgive this Feratu if it seems inadequate" stated Draig as his blood began to swirl around him and harden until Draig was standing in a crimson armor.
"Behold the power of the Bloodsmith" stated Draig as he tilted his head and plunged his elbow into the ribs of another Wolf.
"Marco" said Draig calmly as another ore was dropped and thus another collar placed.
"You damn Leech" snarled Kira as he stomped on the ground and disappeared in a whirlwind that actually damaged his own comrades.
Draig heard the insult and noted it but didn't react outward, crossing his arms in front of his body he took Kira's attack but found the force behind the fist to be more than expected as it actually managed to crack the armor around him noticeably.
Draig's light frame rocketed into more of Kira's comrades injuring them to the point they couldn't stand, Marco dropped three more Ores around Draig who got up with a bit of a daze. Shaking his head trying to clear his thoughts he couldn't avoid the solid kick from the Old wolf.
'Damn it, this old thing actually has some power behind his bravado' thought Draig as he removed himself from a building after having flown into it.
"Kira, I apologize" stated Draig causing the Old wolf to falter.
"I haven't taken you seriously" continued Draig as his crimson armor fixed itself and Draig's hands danced causing Kira to stare for but a moment before jumping back thinking it an attack but instead he watched as Marco dropped five more Ores which were then placed around the necks of several other Wolves causing Kira to widen his eyes wondering when had Draig had time to attack them.
'Sneaky fucking Leech' snarled Kira mentally as he bolted back at Draig however he would not receive the same result twice against the Heir of Feratu.
'Stupid mutt' chuckled Draig who acted as if he was ducking once again causing Kira to smirk but what actually happened left the Old Wolf star struck.
Draig had in fact crouched as if ducking a swing but instead of moving forward he jumped into the air and spun savagely landing a devastating hit to Kira's head dazing him heavily.
"Marco" called Draig as he avoided the fanged maws of two other Wolves
The nasty little fatty dropped eight more ores causing Draig to smile, picking up the Ores he cast Mana Molder on them before kicking them at a few more of his assailants charging him aiming precisely for their necks. With a loud series of slaps the collars closed while taking them off their feet, Draig laughed at their plight as he took the three Ores from earlier and repeated his action but instead aimed for Kira's limbs managing to clasp one around his right arm.
"Is this all you know Draig, the cheap tricks of Human's" snarled Kira finding his Right arm had fallen into disuse.
Draig stopped his actions as Marco dropped even more Ores, he made a quick use of Mana Molder and launched the collars against even more of those lesser Wolves causing the rest to fall back lest they share the same fate.
"You want me stop using these little parlor tricks" asked Draig looking to the Old Wolf with a look of cruelty.
"I want you to fight me" growled Kira glaring down at the young Feratu.
Draig's face lost all expression as he closed his eyes for but a moment as his armor fell away into a puddle of Blood.
"Then I will fight you as a Vampire" answered Draig disappearing from his spot causing Kira's eyes to widen as he felt his left leg shatter forcing him to howl in pain as he remembered a similar injury that had crippled him in the past.
This seemed to bring clarity to the Old wolf but it was too late to speak things out, Draig did not stop and plunged his claws into Kira's spine and gripped it firmly causing another crack to be heard.
Draig's eyes swam with blood lust as he sought out retribution for the disrespect this filthy mongrel had shown him since they had arrived in this village. Another loud stomp was heard followed by a Howl of anguish, crunching and the thuds of his body being beaten and broken rang out causing those wolves watching to shrivel away in fear and disgust.
"MASTER" cried Kira finally causing Draig to stop his onslaught.
"What was that" asked Draig looking down at Kira's mangled body and planting his foot up on the wolf's back.
"MASTER" cried Kira once again breathing for life as if each would be his last.
Draig sneered.
"What Master" scoffed Draig as he poised his hand to strike the Wolf again.
"MASTER" cried the rest of the Wolves at once causing Draig to pause his motion.
"Please spare Kira Master" cried one with other similar shouts ringing out.
"Why should I spare this traitorous mutt let alone any one of you mongrels" demanded Draig with a sharp gaze.
It took a long time before the first one dropped to their knees, soon followed by another and another until they all stood on all fours begging for the life of the Old wolf.
"W-we submit to you Master" stated the first causing Draig's hand to lower.
"Seems your more valued than I thought" snorted Draig as he had Marco drop several more Ores which he turned to collars that he made them place upon themselves but Kira was different his Collar had several intricate markings along it before it was placed and as soon as it was his body erupted in a purple Haze signifying Limit Breaker was taking effect.
This caused Kira to look towards Draig in confusion at why it wouldn't work before.
"You really think I would allow you to use the blessing I gave you against me" stated Draig rhetorically.
Kira's eyes widened at that as he realized that none of his people had been able to use their class given by Draig.
Draig turned away from the group of Mutts and Strays before whistling calling for Kira.
"Come Boy" chuckled Draig leaving no room for Kira's pride.
The previous set of events had set the tone for the new relationship between the two, it was that of a Dog and it's Master.
Draig found that Kasa was still sitting in his home staring at him fearfully causing a smirk to grace his lips as he stepped forward. With a demeaning rub of her head he sat down in a chair and allowed his wounds from the fight to heal at their own pace.
"Kira, my dear pet. Fetch your poor Master something to eat" commanded Draig forcing the Old wolf to go out in search of his Master's meal.
"Good Dog" laughed Draig as his voice echoed into the village and a bit of the surrounding area causing those pathetic Dogs below to shirk away from it's origin.
'I always wanted a pet' chuckled the young Feratu as he closed his eyes and rested.
