Milking dry

Once Jonathan was taken care of, Liam urgently erected another soul barrier, but as he did so, he realized that it was no longer required. The blood summon stood still as if she did not have the energy to move anymore.

The next second, the woman crumbled and collapsed lifelessly into a puddle of blood, all splashing onto the battleground without any owner to command it.

"Fuck! That was close!" Liam immediately grabbed onto Jonathan's soul, which had already started to dissipate slowly.

He commanded the soul to condense once more, and without wasting any time, he forged the damn thing. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

Several dozens of vampires still rushed towards him, but he simply shook his head at these grunts and sent out a storm of raging fire, burning down everything around him alive.

"Luna!" He called as the fox blurred and reached him in an instant. She was already close to him, and it took her only a second.