Pondering the situation earlier with an open mind, Adhara finds that this is her opportunity.
From the fact that the Vampires and Werewolves are here to seek the Dark Elves' help, it's clear that they were in a rough spot, suppressing their pride and asking help from a lower-rank Supernatural is not a basic thing for them.
Adhara can conclude that they are suffering immensely from the Executor's awakening.
Despite not inspecting clearly the situation of the Dark Elf Kingdom, on the way, Adhara can tell that there are substantially fewer Dark Elves compared to the last time she was here. The majority of them are definitely affected by the Slave Mark and are unable to go about their lives properly.
If they are in this state, one can only imagine the chaos suffered by high-rank Supernatural races.
Clearly, they are suffering way more than the Dark Elves did, and this presents a perfect opportunity for the rebellion group to take advantage of the situation and detach themselves from the Supernaturals.
With the Executor around, the Supernaturals' movements are restricted.
Even if they did wants to enforce their superiority over the Dark Elves for killing their royal representatives, it would take a long time for them. One wrong move and the Executor might sense them and slaughter them all.
Just from those reasons alone, Adhara decided that she will grasp this advantage herself.
"I swear, in the name of the Origin that the Dark Elves would be slaughtered completely!!" The Vampire roared, his frustrated voice echoing inside the throne room, inciting fear in the hearts of the Dark Elves present.
But that doesn't affect Adhara in the slightest bit, she was as composed as calm water.
Comparing this Vampire to the other enemies that she has fought alongside Rex, this Vampire doesn't have any intimidation factor at all. If it weren't for the fact that she's unable to use the Herald Mark, the Vampire would've died by now.
Not that the Vampire won't die in a little bit though, she's confident in her skills.
Swoosh!
Violet flames burn even brighter which attracts the Vampire's attention back to Adhara, "For a dead Vampire, you sure talk so much..." she jeered, raising her white claws that are now burning with searing flames that make the air tremble.
Under the gaze of many, a huge slithering creature wraps around her body and hisses powerfully.
Hiss!!
Adhara's spirit comes into the physical realm and amplifies the burning violet flames that her body was emitting, a Spirit Shadow, the sign of a seventh-rank realm Awakened. Coupled with her superior physical attributes of a Werewolf, she's indomitable in the seventh-rank realm.
It won't be that surprising if she can even fare well against mid-eight-rank realm entities or higher.
"Purple Fire Spell, Fire Scimitars..."
Swish!
Materializing from nothing but thin air, the Vampire saw dozens of scimitars made of purple fire appear above Adhara's head. Each made a pulsating sound of its own, and the edge of the scimitars was sharper than ever.
Under the peaking emotions she currently felt, her Purple Fire responded and become stronger.
A unique trait that is possessed by Adhara's peak great element, the Purple Fire. It becomes stronger the more emotions Adhara puts inside of it, the Purple Fire is the exact representation of her emotions right now.
Burning like her anger, and sharp like her sorrow.
The Vampire feels the heat coming from the purple scimitars skimming his skin, but he didn't back down and does a spell of his own. A rook-shaped symbol on the right side of his neck started glowing crimson as the blood energy inside of him swirled, "Blood Magic, Berserker Frenzy..."
Psshhh!
Visible to the eye, the blood inside the Vampire's body started to stream at an increasing speed.
Steam can be seen coming out of the Vampire's body and even making his body bigger, showing that he's the Rook of the Vampire Family he was associated with, a Blood Fighter type of Vampire. A Vampire that relies on physical strength.
Fueled by anger, the Vampire quickly dashed and roared with immense anger.
Adhara also flicks her fingers, she controls the purple scimitars above her head and shot them one by one at the approaching Vampire. But with the enhanced physique, the Vampire manage to nimbly dodge the purple scimitars heading towards him.
Boom!
Boom!
Each purple scimitar that missed exploded upon contacting the ground, flames burst to the ceiling.
The Vampire's sharp fingernails that curved like claws started glowing crimson the nearer he got to Adhara. It's clear that he wanted to make this a physical fight where he got the advantage, and it's clearly working.
In a moment, the Vampire manages to reach Adhara and pull back his arm to swing strongly.
Muscle definitions can be seen on his bulging arms alongside the veins that contain the rapid blood inside of him. Even in the face of the full might of a seventh-rank realm Vampire, there was no emotion on Adhara's face.
"Damn Silverstar Pack! I'll sacrifice you for the Origin to redeem the sin done by your Alpha!"
Slash!
Four crimson claw marks hue leaves powerful arcs in the air as the Vampire intends to decapitate Adhara, using the same way she killed the Werewolf earlier. But unknown to the Vampire, he was only able to reach her because she lets him.
Adhara didn't want to drag the fight for too long as there are more important matters.
As the Vampire's murderous claws descended toward Adhara's neck, the air seemed to freeze in anticipation. Even the onlookers held their breaths, not knowing what to expect from this exchange. The Vampire's lips peeled back in delight, his mouth contorting into a savage grin as he prepared to rip the head off one of the Silverstar Pack members, something that would give him the ultimate praise from the King.
But his pleasure was short-lived, as the moment of the impact, he saw his claws pass through.
The Vampire was visibly stunned when his claws failed to tear off Adhara's head as expected. Instead, he feels as if he's striking only empty, wind-like air as if Adhara's whole body was incorporeal or fashioned from the wind. There's no resistance whatsoever.
In that fraction of a second of shock, he was not able to react to anything, his mind is dazzled.
Not even when the blistering white cloaked with fire claws pierces through his chest, he doesn't realize it until the claws are already grabbing his beating heart-fueled with blood energy. Absolute horror can be seen in his expression, and so does the onlookers watching this.
When he blinks his eyes and realized what just happened, Adhara's white eyes greeted him.
A halo-like light shined out from Adhara's eyes from her activating her bloodline powers, her cold and unemotional gaze striking fear into the Vampire's body, which had already become stiff from her blistering claws grabbing his beating heart.
Being killed is one thing, but being killed as if he was nothing is another thing.
Adhara's pale, emotionless eyes reveal her lack of enthusiasm for the task at hand. The Vampire senses her empty, emotionless gaze and gets the sense that she isn't enjoying this. It's as if to her, the Vampire is nothing more than an annoying insignificant ant, getting in her way and easily crushed underfoot.
"Kuahhk!" the Vampire groan painfully as Adhara pulled out his heart with a swift motion.
Even though her face was splattered with blood, she stayed completely still, there was no reaction from her. She then raised her hand, clutched tightly around a beating heart in her grasp, and displayed it directly in front of the Vampire's shocked gaze. Without hesitation, she crushed the heart in her palm until it burst with crimson liquid.
It was a terrifying scene that brought a chill to the onlookers' spines, and their blood runs cold.
At first, the Dark Elves people were filled with trepidation by the renewed presence of the Executor, recalling the fear that he had brought in the ancient past. But then they were beginning to find solace, it seemed that they now had equally terrifying creatures on their side.
Following that savage motion, Adhara grabs the Vampire's head and explodes it with purple fire.
Boom!
Knowing that she was facing a Vampire that might survive from a crushed heart, she decided to fix the Vampire's death by exploding his head. Now, there was no possible way that the Vampire could survive this ordeal.
After killing the Vampire, her gaze moved to the side at the remaining Vampires and Werewolves.
Due to her bloodline, the Werewolves are on the ground, screaming in agony just from being near her presence. On the other hand, the remaining Vampires have already seen how their leader was killed, there was no sign of resistance in their eyes. Only fear and helplessness.
None of them can pose a threat to Adhara, and she decided to make light work of them.
"King Jorik, you are the King of the Dark Elf. A King that has signed the Oath Pact and become committed to the Rebellion Group. Yet I see now that you're not fully committed, you are still hesitating and afraid." Adhara said with a cold tone, glancing back at the King sitting on his throne. Squinting her eyes, she then continues, "I'm not a King myself, but I know what you're doing is not how a King should act."
Upon hearing this, King Jorik feels contemplated and he gripped the handle of his throne tighter.
It's obvious that he was affected by Adhara's remarks, and he was bothered because he knew what she said was true. He was too afraid despite already going all-in into the Rebellion Group. When a chance such as this presented itself, he was blinded to take action.
A not-so-kingly behavior, he realized that he was half-committing and that's not a good thing.
While King Jorik was completely immersed inside his mind, contemplating what he had just done, the entire throne room was filled with the screams of terror from the remaining Werewolves and Vampires that were brought by the two royal representatives.
Even though some of them try to escape, the Dark Elves' guards blocked their way.
None of them managed to escape from Adhara's reaper claws that ripped the souls out of their bodies with one slashing motion, there was no mercy shown at all, and the Dark Elves doesn't even feel any remorse as those two threatened their King.
As far as they were concerned, these Supernaturals deserves what was coming for them.
Soon enough Adhara discussed the matter about the castle, and King Jorik gladly assemble the elites to help the Silverstar Pack to make their castle untraceable by the Executor's power using curses energy as an outer layer of the castle.
It can be done right now since it was only one castle, and it's also surrounded by cursed creatures.
Creating the outer layer to mask the castle's presence would be easy for the Dark Elves to do thanks to the surrounding Humming Damned Forest. Unlike the Werewolves' and the Vampires' demands that wanted to secure their entire territory, the Silverstar Pack's demand is very light.
One is treating them as a slave, while the other treats them as an ally.
If for some reason King Jorik decided to refuse to help the Silverstar Pack, Adhara believed that the Dark Elves inside the throne room would probably stand up for her and stressed their displeasure to King Jorik.
Because of that calculated action, Adhara also earns the respect of the Dark Elves' people.
Adhara is walking outside of the throne room to wait for the elite Dark Elves assembled, she was pleased with herself for being able to think calmly and decided to do this instead of waiting for the Werewolves and the Vampires to leave.
A flash of determination can be seen in her eyes, what Flunra was saying is true.
'Every time I was hit by a problem, I need to keep my composure just like Flunra said. I've experienced it first-hand now, there's no excuse for me to embarrass the Silverstar Pack again...' Adhara thought, but her mind trotted to Rex who hasn't given any news whatsoever.
Her shoulders slide down dejectedly, not knowing what to think anymore.
As she was thinking about Rex's condition, her eyes widened as she looked at the entrance of the great tree, 'Why hasn't Evelyn arrived yet...? Moreover, I can't sense her anywhere' Adhara frowned when she just realized this, it just hits her.
But then, she can't help but widen her eyes in realization, 'Oh, no...'
'Evelyn, don't tell me you actually...' Adhara gritted her teeth, she already checked Evelyn's emotional aura to determine whether she was lying or not. But it seems Evelyn can manipulate her emotions to lie to her, 'Did you really try to find Rex on your own?!'
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