235 Desmond

Smashed into the hill from the blast, rocks scattered all around. Dazed by the shock, it took a few seconds to regain his bearings. 'Two powerful spells in less than five minutes, whoever it is, sure is powerful.'

The SUVs came to a forced stop, the pathway was blocked from the impact. A large boulder stood before them. "Stay inside and don't move," ordered the guards to the captured. From the entrance, Cake and Jason rushed closer to Staxius. 

 'I'm amazed,' he stood and dusted the dirt off the clothes, '-this vampire body sure is resilient.' 

 "You're alive, how lovely," black wings from which feathers fell, the one responsible hovered menacingly. The face was hidden behind a helm made of an unknown material. Purple and black armor, one that had small spikes on the shoulder and knees. An armor as illustrated in the ancient books about gods and demons.