shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Rare was the times that Henry was actually unnerved by something. The last time it happened, it took a literal kraken bashing them around for him to actually break out into a metaphorical cold sweat. Even his little tussle with a fae a few days ago didn't break his nerves like it would for a normal man.
This was going to be a big fight. A lot of lives were in an army. This wasn't going to be Henry's first time fighting against an army and it probably wasn't going to be the last. The vampire wasn't nervous about the army or how powerful they were or even how many numbers it contained.
No, the cause was something entirely different.
So many lives that can be extinguished. So much blood that can be spilled. He could stain the ground if he wanted. Just the prospect of it alone was enough to freeze him solid. His body quivered at the thought of making the rivers run red. The most basic, primal instinct an undead creature like him had. The need to kill and eat, eat and kill.
One of the things that kept him together was that he knew it wouldn't be enough. The thirst... it could be sated but it could never be satisfied. Even if he drank every single member of the army dry, after he woke up from being blood drunk, he would crave more again. Like always.
It was never ending.
What made him nervous was the very real risk of Henry losing himself in the slaughter. Forgetting who he is. A very real threat.
A blood frenzy.
If he were to succumb to one, he would lose all sense of reason and more importantly, he would be unable to identify friend from foe. Everyone was a target at that point. Everyone was food. Nothing escaped the frenzy.
But he couldn't just sit back on this one. He was one of the guild's heavy hitters.
So, the answer was simple. Don't frenzy.
Easier said than done.
Once they got close enough, Henry was tapping his foot nervously. Everyone charged forward by foot or by flight and the vampire opted to physically leap forward and landed just past Calla's hellfire. A dragon had flown overhead and along with the kraken, they started wreaking havoc on the enemy ships.
The opposing forces were within a short sprint's distance with Roland bowling through their formations they were now aware that they were being pincered. The element of surprise was gone now. The rear forces were turning to face the Raven guild's flank attack and Henry was in full view. He was sprinting at supernatural speeds and was he was close enough, he leapt forward once more. Spears were aimed upwards towards him, in hopes that he would impale himself on them.
Alas, their polearms were bashed aside by an unseen force and then they were promptly shoved backwards by a huge telekinetic wave of energy. It broke any semblance of a formation they had but they were quick to recover.
Well-trained. He'll give them that.
They advanced upon him, dozens against one and the closer they got the more that itch bothered him. He needed to scratch it so bad and he knew how. Perhaps, he just needed to indulge in it a tiny bit.
The closed in around the vampire and he put up no resistance to fight back. Henry just stood there with his arms down and breathing heavily. They soldier's misunderstood it as fear or terror.
They only noticed how wrong they were when a fresh recruit broke formation and through a piercing spear thrust at the elder vampire. Henry merely glanced at him and the thrust that was aimed at his head suddenly veered off course and just missed him. His technique had been perfect yet, he missed. How?
The answer came when a gut wrenching Crack! Filled the air. The young soldier fell to the floor, suddenly losing his ability to stand. He was confused until he looked down at his legs. Both of them were pointed at unnatural angles from the knees down and that was when he understood.
He looked up just to lock eyes with could only be described as a crazed, scarlet-eyed, mad man that was looking at him like he was a piece of steak to eat.
That's because he was.
His body suddenly started to be lifted from the ground and soon enough he was dangling in the air, screaming and panicking. His fellow soldiers snapped out of their shock and charged forward to save him, spear tips glinting in the light with avarice, hungry for flesh.
The now, crippled boy's body suddenly veered left and was flipped horizontally. Every spear found its mark into the body of their ally and even pushed through the front, stopping just before they touched the crimson-eyed monster.
The boy was choking, unable to breathe. Unable to move. The terror in his eyes came to a head before....
Nothing.
That same terror was now being seen in the eyes of his comrades around him. Other members of the formation charged forward only for another one of their own to suddenly be flung forward to act as a meat shield to the strike, slowly spraying the vampire full of blood until he was damn near soaked to the bone in it.
Then the thought came...
'.....Fuck it.....'
Henry pulled his arm back and formed a kinetic blade along his forearm. The next person that stepped forth was pulled off balance and then cleanly cleaved in half. From his nether regions to the top of his skull. Another brave soul ventured forward only for his knees to snap inward and then be lifted into the air. He flayed around, screaming for help until the top half of his body and the bottom half were turn in opposite direction.
The wet snapping sound of a spine being shattered and pulled out of shape was like music to Henry's ears but he wasn't done.
The contorted human's head was unceremoniously torn off and the undead made sure he was directly above him as the bloody waterfall poured down atop his head and down his form. A very visible shiver passed through the ancient and he lifted his head up and opened his mouth.
His tongue snaked out and guided the waterfall in his desired correction. More bones could be heard popping and snapping as psychic pressure mounted from toes to severed neck. Like squeezing the last bit of toothpaste from the tube.
The Gloryceans could only look on in absolute horror before someone cried out the obvious.
"VAMPIRE!"
The cry brought a horrifying smile to Henry's lips and he stopped his bloody waterfall drink to look at the one who yelled that. The floating body was cast aside and the vampire extended both arms to either side, in a welcoming gesture. "Yes. A vampire. Now, do me a favor ladies and gentlemen. Try not to die too quickly. It's not as fun."
His fangs came out along with his claws and he yanked a retreating soldier from his break and drove his hand straight through his armor and out the other side.
They all came at once now and the sound of Henry's laughter was drowned out by yells of battle and screams of terror.
'Just have to not frenzy. No one said I couldn't enjoy myself.'
This was going to be a big fight. A lot of lives were in an army. This wasn't going to be Henry's first time fighting against an army and it probably wasn't going to be the last. The vampire wasn't nervous about the army or how powerful they were or even how many numbers it contained.
No, the cause was something entirely different.
So many lives that can be extinguished. So much blood that can be spilled. He could stain the ground if he wanted. Just the prospect of it alone was enough to freeze him solid. His body quivered at the thought of making the rivers run red. The most basic, primal instinct an undead creature like him had. The need to kill and eat, eat and kill.
One of the things that kept him together was that he knew it wouldn't be enough. The thirst... it could be sated but it could never be satisfied. Even if he drank every single member of the army dry, after he woke up from being blood drunk, he would crave more again. Like always.
It was never ending.
What made him nervous was the very real risk of Henry losing himself in the slaughter. Forgetting who he is. A very real threat.
A blood frenzy.
If he were to succumb to one, he would lose all sense of reason and more importantly, he would be unable to identify friend from foe. Everyone was a target at that point. Everyone was food. Nothing escaped the frenzy.
But he couldn't just sit back on this one. He was one of the guild's heavy hitters.
So, the answer was simple. Don't frenzy.
Easier said than done.
Once they got close enough, Henry was tapping his foot nervously. Everyone charged forward by foot or by flight and the vampire opted to physically leap forward and landed just past Calla's hellfire. A dragon had flown overhead and along with the kraken, they started wreaking havoc on the enemy ships.
The opposing forces were within a short sprint's distance with Roland bowling through their formations they were now aware that they were being pincered. The element of surprise was gone now. The rear forces were turning to face the Raven guild's flank attack and Henry was in full view. He was sprinting at supernatural speeds and was he was close enough, he leapt forward once more. Spears were aimed upwards towards him, in hopes that he would impale himself on them.
Alas, their polearms were bashed aside by an unseen force and then they were promptly shoved backwards by a huge telekinetic wave of energy. It broke any semblance of a formation they had but they were quick to recover.
Well-trained. He'll give them that.
They advanced upon him, dozens against one and the closer they got the more that itch bothered him. He needed to scratch it so bad and he knew how. Perhaps, he just needed to indulge in it a tiny bit.
The closed in around the vampire and he put up no resistance to fight back. Henry just stood there with his arms down and breathing heavily. They soldier's misunderstood it as fear or terror.
They only noticed how wrong they were when a fresh recruit broke formation and through a piercing spear thrust at the elder vampire. Henry merely glanced at him and the thrust that was aimed at his head suddenly veered off course and just missed him. His technique had been perfect yet, he missed. How?
The answer came when a gut wrenching Crack! Filled the air. The young soldier fell to the floor, suddenly losing his ability to stand. He was confused until he looked down at his legs. Both of them were pointed at unnatural angles from the knees down and that was when he understood.
He looked up just to lock eyes with could only be described as a crazed, scarlet-eyed, mad man that was looking at him like he was a piece of steak to eat.
That's because he was.
His body suddenly started to be lifted from the ground and soon enough he was dangling in the air, screaming and panicking. His fellow soldiers snapped out of their shock and charged forward to save him, spear tips glinting in the light with avarice, hungry for flesh.
The now, crippled boy's body suddenly veered left and was flipped horizontally. Every spear found its mark into the body of their ally and even pushed through the front, stopping just before they touched the crimson-eyed monster.
The boy was choking, unable to breathe. Unable to move. The terror in his eyes came to a head before....
Nothing.
That same terror was now being seen in the eyes of his comrades around him. Other members of the formation charged forward only for another one of their own to suddenly be flung forward to act as a meat shield to the strike, slowly spraying the vampire full of blood until he was damn near soaked to the bone in it.
Then the thought came...
'.....Fuck it.....'
Henry pulled his arm back and formed a kinetic blade along his forearm. The next person that stepped forth was pulled off balance and then cleanly cleaved in half. From his nether regions to the top of his skull. Another brave soul ventured forward only for his knees to snap inward and then be lifted into the air. He flayed around, screaming for help until the top half of his body and the bottom half were turn in opposite direction.
The wet snapping sound of a spine being shattered and pulled out of shape was like music to Henry's ears but he wasn't done.
The contorted human's head was unceremoniously torn off and the undead made sure he was directly above him as the bloody waterfall poured down atop his head and down his form. A very visible shiver passed through the ancient and he lifted his head up and opened his mouth.
His tongue snaked out and guided the waterfall in his desired correction. More bones could be heard popping and snapping as psychic pressure mounted from toes to severed neck. Like squeezing the last bit of toothpaste from the tube.
The Gloryceans could only look on in absolute horror before someone cried out the obvious.
"VAMPIRE!"
The cry brought a horrifying smile to Henry's lips and he stopped his bloody waterfall drink to look at the one who yelled that. The floating body was cast aside and the vampire extended both arms to either side, in a welcoming gesture. "Yes. A vampire. Now, do me a favor ladies and gentlemen. Try not to die too quickly. It's not as fun."
His fangs came out along with his claws and he yanked a retreating soldier from his break and drove his hand straight through his armor and out the other side.
They all came at once now and the sound of Henry's laughter was drowned out by yells of battle and screams of terror.
'Just have to not frenzy. No one said I couldn't enjoy myself.'
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