She Belongs To The Devil

"Give them hell!" Nigel headed straight towards Jonah who was still holding that werewolf's head and was laughing like a psychopath.

That vampire noticed Nigel running towards him. He licked his lips as though he was looking at a great meal.

He let that head he was holding roll out of his hand. He was no longer interested in that dead werewolf when a fresh one was coming for him.

Jonah spread his arms and shouted at Nigel, "Ah! Another one willing to become the sacrifice!"

He let out a grim cackle that even scared his own soldiers around him. And he tried to plant the seeds of doubt in Nigel's mind, "I was thinking of going on a frenzy but looks like your side sent a sacrificial wolf."

"Why is this cold bastard being so cocky? Does he think that he is an immortal or something?" Nigel growled as he got closer and closer to that commander of the vampires.

If he was not in his werewolf form then he would have loved to give a mouthful of reply to that cocky vampire. However, he couldn't do anything other than listen to his blabbering and curse that vampire in his mind.

Jonah stretched his arms and yawned. And he slowly walked toward Nigel as if he was casually out on an evening stroll. He smiled at Nigel who had stopped not too far away from him.

Nigel's heart clenched upon seeing that severed head and body of his elder up close. His anger built up even more. He wanted to tear off that vampire's neck and crush his ribcage.

Jonah gave a sinister smile again and smugly said, "Very well! As you specifically came for me, I will indulge you in a fight. But I cannot guarantee to give you more than a minute's time."

"Don't steal my line!" Nigel's thoughts exploded in the form of anger and he leaped forward to give hell to that vampire.

That vampire also ran toward Nigel while underestimating him greatly. He wanted to finish off Nigel in two moves. He went straight to grab Nigel from behind so that he could crush Nigel's ribcage.

However, Nigel had already anticipated this. He swiftly turned to the side from where Jonah was trying to 'hug' him. And while both of them were still hovering in the air, Nigel managed to rip a chunk of flesh from that vampire's arm.

Jonah swiftly shifted backward to put some distance between him and that wolf. "Mhmm…" that vampire cocked his head to the side and winced in pain.

"That sting a little!" he added as though he was unaffected by what had just happened. Deep down, he could tell that this bite was not an ordinary bite. His wound was not healing at all. And to add to that, apart from the pain, his wound was burning like fire.

"I shouldn't let him bite me," Jonah took a mental note and glanced at Nigel.

Nigel spat out that disgusting piece of flesh from his mouth.

Jonah could swear that he saw that blood-laced mouth of that wolf twitching upward as if it was smiling and mocking him.

Jonah also sneered while pumping the fingers of his wounded hand. "I see that you are also enjoying this fight as much as I am." He readied himself for another attack and said before jumping in again, "I have high hopes from you, wolf. Give me a satisfactory fight."

"I will give you a satisfactory death!" Nigel narrowed his amber eyes at that vampire and pounced again.

This time, the vampire got the upper hand and pierced his palm in Nigel's shoulder. He was aiming for the heart but Nigel was able to quickly change his side and barely managed to save himself.

"He's strong!" Nigel thought to himself.

Though he had fought his alpha countless times until now, he had just fought him as a part of the training. And the alpha would rarely hurt him like this. But from the way that vampire was moving and was attacking him, he knew that this vampire was as powerful as his alpha.

"Why is it taking this much time for the toxin to work?" Nigel glanced at the wound that was still red and thought, "I should give him a few more bites and scratches. Maybe he needs a higher dose for the toxin to work."

The two of them continuously tried to hurt each other. And they were.

If one would give a scratch then the other would return the favor with a puncture. If one would bite then the other one would also bite.

However, they were unable to do greater damage than that even after fighting for quite a while. They had not even been able to break each other's bones, leave alone kill each other.

"I have never met someone who could challenge me like this," Jonah spat out his own blood and smiled while breathing heavily. "You have no idea how much I am enjoying this fight."

He staggeringly approached Nigel while saying, "Thank you for existing, dear wolf. If we had met somewhere else, then I would have loved to know more about you. But sadly, I have to finish you off soon."

After fighting for some more, Jonah was already feeling disoriented as the poison had finally begun to work on him. The first wound that he got was already turning ash-grey in color.

"Don't… steal my line! I will have to… finish you soon…" Nigel was in no better condition than Jonah. He had chunks of flesh missing in some places. He had deep wounds in quite a few places. And his stamina was also depleting at a faster rate.

And he was barely able to stand because that vampire had hurt both of his shoulders very badly. Though he was healing, there were too many wounds on his body and it looked like healing would take a lot of time.

"Just one punch through his heart and… I can send him to hell." Nigel thought to himself as he forced himself to walk forward even though he was in agony every time he took a step.

"Just one more punch… and he will die." That vampire was also thinking the same and was mustering up all his energy to strike that wolf.

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Despite the deadly battle that was going on in the field, Tabitha decided to get closer to Nigel.

She put a protective magical shield around her, similar to the one the witches of Mystic Coven had cast to keep Lillian away from the soldiers months ago. The only difference was that magic could pass through this shield.

Tabitha had mastered making the barrier move along with her in the past months. And she was glad she practiced it.

She headed towards Nigel's location to aid him in the battle. And also to get in range of the Prince in case she had to heal him. She was not ready to lose someone as good as Nigel.

"I need to hurry!" She forced her old feet to run across the battlefield.

A vampire who tried to get to her got slammed into the barrier. Tabitha tried to forcefully move forward but the vampire kept on pushing the shield and trying to get through.

Tabitha raised her palm to eliminate that vampire. She screamed in utter disgust upon seeing those red eyes and fangs up close, "Get… out… of my way!"

And while she screamed, that vampire also screamed as he felt extreme pain in his head. He wasn't feeling any mild pain. His skull was literally splitting apart without Tabitha having to touch him. Within a few seconds, that vampire dropped dead to the ground.

The vampires who were thinking of charging toward Tabitha were now getting second thoughts.

"Oh no! I am not dying like that. I would rather fight a werewolf," one of the vampires ran away from Tabitha's vicinity just so he could actively avoid her.

"Nigel, please hold on a little longer. I am coming…" Tabitha whispered as she ran through the ongoing battle.