"Wevil, I'll cover for you!" Linda shouted, but she didn't look much better than her companion, covered in blood, much of it her own. The vampire who had been stabbed in the thigh saw his chance and went for the kill with a swipe of his hand, only to be stopped seconds later by a giant club that knocked him away. "Arghh!" Wevil screamed in pain as his body hurled over. Seconds later, he was hit by a red aura from another direction. Wevil hurried to defend himself with his daggers, stabbing one in the thigh and the other at the back of his neck. Soon two masked men were on him with their claws out. 'I need blood.' Wevil thought as he huffed and puffed. He had great speed but as he tired, the countless masked vampires that had only been a little slower than himself had finally managed to catch up to him. Wevil could no longer keep up his Tiger Beetle from running out of energy. Both of them used to be the vice leaders of their old factions at one point and having to fight multiple enemies wasn't something uncommon to them at this point, still the sheer number of their opponents was proving too much. Out of all the Cursed group members that had split up, there was one group struggling more so than any of the others, and that was Wevil and Linda. "Wait!" Vorden called, hoping to explain the situation. "Have you guys been taken over? What's happened!" Quinn demanded an answer, ready to attack them both, currently under the same misconception as the two of them. A few seconds later, and Quinn had reappeared after using his Shadow lock on himself and this time, he had all of the gear of the Blue Fang armour set. Quinn was confused since the first thing he saw were two of his friends coming at him, and as they both were inches away from him, Quinn had disappeared, and the two had struck nothing but air. Luckily, just in that moment, a certain person returned to his own body. Alas, they didn't seem like the types to listen, not unless he forced them to, after subduing them. It would be one thing if they were the enemy, but Quinn wouldn't be too happy if I end up hurting his friends!' Vincent was worried about what to do. 'Dealing with them might prove difficult. As soon as he reappeared, Vincent held out his hand ready to fire, as he could see the two beasts coming towards him. "You know this body doesn't lack in strength when compared to you, and these things can't trap me." Vincent pointed out, as he sunk into his shadow travel in order to escape from the mud that he was trapped in. He avoided and grabbed onto Broden's wrist. Fortunately the Vampire Lord's body allowed Vincent to see it coming from a mile away. "Hang on, what are you doing, I'm-" Before Vincent really had a chance to explain himself, Borden had already thrown out a punch. It worked perfectly, since Vincent didn't exactly want to fight against them. They knew how fast and agile Quinn's body was, so if this wasn't a double, but someone who took control over him, it was in their best interest to chain him down. The first thing Raten did was liquify parts of his body, sinking mud into the ground, using it to trap the person in front of them. Immediately after Vorden voiced his doubt about the person in front of them being the actual Cursed faction leader, they considered him to be an enemy. The only problem was, Vorden didn't account for the fact that he had two hot headed brothers who were ready for action. Vorden had gathered that most likely the person that was in control of Quinn before at the Shelter, would be the same person now, but he was interested to find out just who this person was, and was hoping to get an answer. Even if he had obtained it at some point, that didn't explain the strange way the 'Quinn' before them spoke to them. Back then, he had seen Quinn, but not once had his friend used his shadow abilities. When Vorden had asked this question, he thought back to the time when they had all been in the Shelter.
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