The air thickened. The tension surged. A brutal battle was about to begin.
"Whoa whoa, calm down..."
The noble-clad leader Vampire smirked, eyes like frozen blades laced with cruel amusement.
"You think you can beat us? A Vampire protecting humans? Jack the Butcher… what's wrong with you?"
His voice echoed through the narrow tunnel like a dagger twisting into Jack's mind.
"This story will shake the Vampire Council… Let me take your head home as a gift!"
**CRACK!** He raised both hands. Lightning coiled into spheres in his palms, crackling violently.
The support Vampire began chanting a healing spell. A green light enveloped the axeman.
"Hahh… He dared to hit me?!"
The axeman stood up, glowing with bloodlust. Every wound vanished as if they never existed.
The mage was still charging his spell.
Jack narrowed his eyes—then *WHOOSH!*
He charged straight at the mage. He had to stop him before the spell completed!
But—**SWISH!**
An arrow zipped straight toward Jack's head!
He twisted mid-air, smashed it with a flick of his wrist.
The archer!
Jack spun, kicked the bowman in the gut—**BOOM!**
The archer crashed backward into the support mage. Both slammed into the wall.
So close! Jack accelerated. Claws extended.
He lunged for the mage's throat—**This is it!**
**CRASH!!**
A massive shockwave blasted Jack away.
The massive Tank had charged, slamming his giant shield straight into Jack's chest!
Jack smashed into the wall. A crater cracked around him.
"Shit…!"
Jack tried to stand—
**SLASH!**
**BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!**
Three cuts—no, four!
The axeman blinked in and out, each strike hitting deep into Jack's flesh!
"How is he fully healed already...? I just beat him down!"
Jack coughed blood—but suddenly—his eyes caught up.
**CRACK!**
He grabbed the axeman's head.
"DIE!!"
He clenched—aiming to crush the skull.
**BANG!!**
A warhammer slammed down beside them.
The ground exploded. Jack lost his balance, sent rolling. The Tank had intervened again—just in time.
Too late… The axeman vanished again.
They were a flawless team.
They knew each other's moves instinctively.
Suddenly—
**"THUNDER BALLLLLLL!!"**
The leader Vampire screamed.
A giant storm of lightning exploded into the corridor. A blazing sphere of thunder roared straight at Jack.
No way to dodge. Jack's eyes widened.
**KA-BOOM!!**
It hit dead-on.
Lightning wrapped around Jack, devouring him.
A focused spell—one of pure destruction.
The hallway lit up like daylight.
**BOOM!!**
Jack collapsed. Skin burned. Blood pooled. Clothes charred.
*Did I... lose…? But… it just started...*
Far behind—
**"JAAAAAAACKKKKKK!!!!!!"**
John's voice shattered the silence.
"Check his eyes," the leader said, eyes gleaming.
The Tank stepped forward.
"Yes, sir."
He yanked Jack's head up. Forced open his eyes.
They glowed—**golden-orange**, burning in the dark.
"This one... if we bring him to the Council, we could trade for so much. We found real treasure today."
"Capture the two humans too."
John was dragged away, eyes locked on Jack.
"No… no, this can't be… I have to do something..."
He gripped the sword hilt—but his body was done.
If he used the blade now, it would kill him.
Mira stared at Jack. Then at John. Fear clouded her eyes.
She shut them. Clenched her teeth.
"This girl looks tasty… I'm starving. Let's eat her first."
The axeman licked his lips, eyes fixed hungrily on Mira.
She trembled.
Disgusted.
Helpless.
She shut her eyes—bracing for the worst.
*Was this really the end...?*
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## INSIDE JACK'S MIND
A vast lake stretched endlessly, reflecting a white sky without a single cloud.
Stillness. Frozen time.
Separate from reality.
In the middle—
A golden figure stood.
A hazy silhouette of ancient light—like a dormant soul.
**"Jack… Use me."**
The voice was soft. Calm. Overwhelming.
Jack turned. The voice called to him from the glowing figure.
He asked, "What are you…?"
The silhouette reached out.
**"Trust me. Let me lead you..."**
Jack stepped forward—
But suddenly—**the lake pulled him under.**
It twisted into a whirlpool.
An abyss.
*Shit…!*
He thrashed.
Air left his lungs. Pressure crushed his soul.
Eyes closing—consciousness fading—
Until—
The golden figure swam through the storm.
A hand extended.
**"Take me."**
Jack reached.
Fingers touched—
---
## BACK TO REALITY
**VRRRMMMMM!!**
The Long Sword on John's back shuddered violently.
Golden light surged across its hilt.
"What the…?!"
Before John could react—
**WHOOSH!**
The sword shot out like a bullet—straight to Jack.
The Vampires didn't move.
Jack—burnt and broken—raised his charred hand—
The hilt touched his fingers—
**FLASHHH!!**
A blinding golden light erupted.
**Jack Awakened.**
Time froze.
His body lifted.
Gold swirled around him like a holy storm.
Everyone stared.
The sword unleashed divine light.
Wounds closed instantly.
Muscles surged.
Golden veins glowed across his skin.
His silver hair lifted, glowing like celestial flame.
He didn't look like a Vampire anymore.
He looked like a **god**.
---
The Tank blinked—
**SHINK! SLASH!**
In an instant—he was **cut in half.**
He never saw it coming.
His body burst into flame.
Golden fire devoured him.
Only blackened bones remained.
The others froze.
"What… what IS he?!"
Jack lowered the sword.
He looked at it.
A work of art.
A divine relic.
The hilt—carved with radiant sun symbols.
Wrapped in fine leather.
The blade—pure silver, long and flawless.
Etched down its length:
**"Silver makes you die. The Sun makes you burn."**
Jack gripped it tighter.
Power flowed into him.
He had never felt this alive.
His golden veins surged.
Muscles taut.
Eyes blazing.
He smiled.
Like a boy meeting his first toy.
**BOOM!!**
Behind him, the Tank's remains turned to ash.
"What the hell is this?!" the leader screamed.
"Kill him! KILL HIM!!"
The four survivors charged.
Jack grinned.
Fangs glinting.
**"Let's play."**
Far behind, John collapsed to his knees, voice shaking.
"…At last... I've found your true master…"
**"Last Light – Blade of the Sun's Wrath."**