Hunting a Tainted-Blood

~Mystery Man’s POV~

Frank and Evan were also surrounded by many tainted-bloods. They both had their back at each other, feeling so cornered and desperate. Evan shouted and swung his sword when one of those vampires approached fast. But unlucky him, he just could cut that vampire’s right arm. The vampire screamed out loud and back off. He then ran away from the fight.

Shit! In this situation, I could not focus on that dying vampire, Evan thought, knowing that losing an arm wouldn’t make him died.

“I can’t believe we are attacked by these many,” Evan grumbling, “It’s already 5 minutes I assume. We could only kill 10 tainted-bloods so far, 20 more left. What do you think? Can we make it? What happened if we pass 10 minutes?” he asked many questions.

“I didn’t know either, Evan,” Frank said.

Evan looked at Frank with his bugging eyes, “But you were sure that we have to follow Sergey’s order! I think you already knew.”