The Bored Immortal

*Bhash!*

Viktor's fist found its mark as it smashed against Hawk Demoness' cheek, making her skin ripple as drops of saliva were forced out of her mouth.

"Ungh!" She groaned upon the impact, feeling as if her jaw was fractured and was sent flying till she crashed against a bunch of trees, making them break under the impact of her body crashing against them.

Her eyes reddened in rage upon getting hit in the face and wiped off the blood that trickled down her lips.

"You are asking for it…" She mumbled in a seething tone as she got up and spread her wings wide, which looked quite big enough to even cover two people.

Viktor saw her red wings that looked quite big, and each of the feathers didn't seem ordinary but sharp enough to even cut through steel.

"Impossible…how come my flames don't faze you?" Hawk Demoness expected his right hand to be wasted after breaking it with her mace. But now she could see his hand was healing even though it was doing so slowly. She knew her flames were in a weakened state, but no matter what, it shouldn't let a vampire like him heal after getting injured by her mace.

Her mace was infused with the power of her demonic flames, which should stop the healing process of vampires.

Viktor was still feeling a sharp pain in his right hand after stopping her mace head-on. It was healing, but it was too slow compared to usual. But he could understand why she seemed so shocked since vampires were weak before flames, and her flames could surely seriously injure any ordinary vampire.

Fortunately for him, he was no ordinary vampire.

"Maybe it's because your flames are too weak to do any real damage," Viktor said with a smirk.

"Yaargh!!" Hawk Demoness was infuriated hearing his comment and flew at him with a fierce battle cry.

Viktor realized that he should try his best to not get injured since his healing wasn't at its best in this situation.

He used his inhuman speed to strike her from the side, but even his speed wasn't at its peak as the suppression from the temple was impeding his odic force.

"Too slow!" Hawk Demoness snorted as she flapped her wings and struck Viktor with one of her large, sturdy wings and smashed him against a bunch of trees, making him grimace.

Viktor tried to get up but before he could she used the sharp feathers in her wings to make a wide bloody laceration on his back.

"Urgh!" Viktor didn't expect her feathers to be that sharp, or was it because his body was weakened? He felt she had the advantage in this situation since she need not fully rely on her odic force. She could simply use her strong natural wings and her weapon to attack him while he only could rely on his odic force.

"Just die already!" Hawk Demoness couldn't believe she was struggling to kill some random vampire and brought down her mace on his head.

Viktor dodged in the nick of time and exchanged a couple of blows while trying to deflect her mace.

The more he fought her, the more he realized this woman's combat skills were definitely not something no human expert could match. Despite his centuries of experience in fighting, he wasn't finding it easy to subdue her.

Now he realized why she was a Champion.

Each of her attacks was precise and well-calculated despite being in a pissed-off state. It was like she knew how to not let her rage cloud her head while using that rage to increase her strength.

'I can't keep this up…' Viktor wasn't really worried about losing to her, but he was worried he might never make it in time to stop Dark Phoenix. By the time he makes Hawk Demoness tire out, he might get the Void Ring, and it might be the end of everything.

But if his odic force was being suppressed, how could he hope to overpower her?

Suddenly his eyes lit up as he realized that he actually had one more thing to try.

"I don't know why you aren't getting affected by my flames, but I can feel your strength draining already. I will make sure you die in the most miserable way," Hawk Demoness said in a bitter tone since her ego was hurt, and she wanted to make him suffer for it. She could see that he would fall within just a couple of seconds.

Viktor's arms were heavily bruised by deflecting her attacks, but his eyes became extremely focused, making Hawk Demoness feel like something was up with him.

She didn't like how his eyes had a subtle change and decided to end this as she gathered all her strength in her arms and tried to smash his face with her mace.

"EH?!" But her eyes widened in shock when a pair of arms suddenly hooked around her body, trapping her wings and even her arms.

"Get off!!" She shouted as she saw a pair of strong arms wrapped around her body and wondered why she never sensed or felt anybody coming from behind. As a Champion, this was humiliating to let someone sneak up on her.

"Told you…Should have flown off like a good birdy when you had the chance,," A man's voice came from behind.

Hawk Demoness felt a bad feeling and twisted her neck around to see which man was trapping her, and to her shock, it was none other than Viktor.

How could this be?!...How could he be at two places at the same time?!...Was this some kind of clone technique?...No, clones were either too weak or just an illusion. But this one was as strong as the Viktor she was fighting and it even spoke.

But she had no idea that she was only half right. The Viktor that was trapping her was Viktor himself with the same mind but in a different body forged from his own soul.

"Too bad you had to fight me," Viktor said as he grabbed her head, making Hawk Demoness' eyes widen in horror as she tried to shrug him off.

But,

*Crack!*

The sound of bones getting snapped echoed as her head drooped lifelessly upon having her neck snapped by Viktor.

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