Wolf of the Blood Moon: A Blood Magic-Chapter 32Book 3: : For Home Part I

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I gape up at the man who is standing about five inches taller than myself before hearing the Noble demon land on the ground below. Black then tilts his head and asks, No thank you? Well thats disappointing. That snaps me out of it, but he doesnt give me the chance to say anything as he just moves up to me and scoops me up into a princess carry that has me blushing and says, Well, we should run.

Then I learn in a rather unpleasant way how it feels to break the sound barrier, even if his shadows are protecting me from damage.

I try to speak, but he just looks down and shushes me while saying, Its not safe for you to try to talk at this speed. I think.

Not safe he thinks? Seriously? He doesnt even know, but hes still gonna shush me?!

And can he please put me down?! This is really uncomfortable!

My thoughts come to a grinding halt when I hear a loud crashing sound from the building we were just at before another sonic boom echoes out, indicating something else breaking the sound barrier. Then I see the Noble demon chasing after us through the air.

Seeing as Im here in a clone, and she is a pure combat focused demon, the chances of me winning against her in this form is not as high as Id hope, Black eventually says, now acting a little serious but still in his jokester personality. So if you dont mind me I look up at him at those words, getting a very bad feeling from them. Ill just be sending you away now.

What does he mean by that?

The shadows around us suddenly grow a significant amount, hiding us from view and covering the Noble demon chasing us as well before I feel him shifting me around. Then Im airborne, as if the bastard had just tossed me through the fucking air. But just seconds later, I feel myself slow down before reaching solid ground somehow.

Despite being on the ground, the shadows remain for a bit. But theyve become a lot less thick now, so I can see through them with my blood lycan vision. Enough to know that Im several blocks away from the tower now and on the ground.

Oh, right.

I transform back into my regular form out of my beast form, and immediately afterwards, the shadows vanish.

Guess he was waiting for me to do that first. Which makes sense considering someone couldve seen if he didnt.

I look around my general location at the park I now find myself in before looking up at where Black and Fredricka are clashing in the air. And I cant help but frown when I see the man holding what looks like a shadow-covered version of me in his arms as if I were still there.

Guess hes using his clone as bait to keep her away.

A warm feeling enters my chest at the thought that one of the Knights is sincerely trying to help me. That hes not just doing it as a favor or because hes my family.

My frown turns into a smile, and I look down at the park around me, only for the smile to turn back into a frown when I hear something prowling around through the forest. Something very much not human considering the noises corresponding to eight different legs stabbing into the ground.

Well, shit.

I look around before closing my eyes and focusing on my ears, only to find that there arent any humans nearby. So I begin coating my claws in metallicized blood for the very first time, the blood growing a deeper black while gaining a slightly silvery sheen to it along with the crimson tint. And just from the testing that I did once in my room, I can tell its the sharpest thing Ive ever seen.

Because blood metal is far superior than any metal on Earth. And its one of the best metals if not the best on Tartarus as well. So good that the blood lycans more often than not create their own magi-tech armor out of it. Although their magi-tech is simply just regular armor imbued with skills and enchanted with rune magic. No technology added like the artificial fibers in my magi-tech armor. Armor that Im pretty sure would blow up in my face if I tried wearing it on Tartarus.

The footsteps, or rather clawsteps if thats a thing continue getting closer and closer until they breach the clearing Im in, revealing themselves to belong to a large spider demon. One at the start of Class III. But this one isnt a taracht.

|Demon Vanguard Subspecies: Arachne Level 251|

An arachne. An inferior breed of the clan demon arachnae.

Unlike both the taracht and the arachnae, which are one hundred percent spiders in form, the arachne have humanoid bodies attached where the spiders head would otherwise be. And while theyre still superior to the taracht, theyre far weaker than an arachnae. They also dont have the arachnaes unique constitution of being able to absorb, recreate, mix, and experiment with any type of corruption using their own body, nor their immunity to corruption.

I grit my teeth before narrowing my eyes on the creature and spreading my claws out slightly while entering a combat ready stance.

Youuuu dessssirre battllleee? the arachne speaks, stopping on the other side of the clearing. Orderrrs aarrre bring home.

My eyes narrow at that, and I immediately answer, Tartarus is not my home.

The arachne seems surprised by that, the woman because this arachne is clearly female with the only layer of clothing she has on being a silken wrap around her chest flinching slightly, only to state, It isss home.

I frown before shaking my head.

Also unlike arachnae, arachne arent all that intelligent. Sure theyre smarter than most Class III Vanguard demons their own level, but theyre still just a vanguard demon.

And I doubt its smart enough to control itself to not fight me when provoked. Especially since I doubt it was given a direct order from the Demon King to stop it from attacking me, which should be the only way to make it control its Wrath.

Then we fight, I state, quickly transforming into my beast form and sprinting straight towards the arachne while leaving a small crater where I was just standing.

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