The Fallen Vampire

Chapter 25: A Rival?

"From now on, just call me Indra, okay?"

Even with her mind frazzled from his touch, Enyo was still able to recognize what she found to be an absurd situation.

She did not believe herself to be on equal footing with him, even if he was proclaiming his intentions to discard his title.

How could she who had spent so much time serving his every whim suddenly become his equal?

She knew all of this and yet... why did it seem she was unable to refuse his simple request?

The scenery, the closeness of their bodies or the sincerity of his words, any one of them could have been factors that attributed to her absentminded acceptance.

"Alright... if that is what you wish."

The vampire showed off a charming smile as he leaned down to whisper in Enyo's ear. "Say it."

Immediately, Enyo's cheeks became flushed and she wanted to disappear.

Still, she feigned ignorance and tried to slip away.

"W-What are you talking about? Come on we can cover more ground during the night." Enyo had nearly flown away, but Indra wrapped his long muscular arms around her body and held her firmly in place.

"I'm sorry Enyo but I can't let you go until I hear you say it."

If Enyo could see the small smile on the face of her captor, she would know immediately just how much he was enjoying watching her struggle.

"I-I-Indra..." Enyo whispered with great difficulty.

Just as Indra was about to ask her to repeat it a bit louder, she slipped out of his grasp and begn flying away at breakneck speed. "W-We're wasting time we should get going!"

A small chuckle escaped the lips of the ancient vampire as he flapped his powerful wings to keep up.

As an overlord realm cultivator, Enyo was quite a bit faster than Indra and possibly due to the events that occurred before, she was now taking special care to make sure that he couldn't touch her again.

'W-Why did he have to do that?! H-He doesn't understand how hard he's making things!' Contrary to her inner thoughts, she did not hate what had just happened.

If anything that was the problem, it opened the floodgates in her heart that was sealing off all of the emotions she'd been keeping locked inside.

But the more she thought about it the more she began to grow the faintest sense of hope.

The hierarchy separating the two had now crumbled with the passage of time and at present there was no obstacle that might get in her way.

Wasn't this everything she could have ever wanted?

Maybe this was her opportunity!

After flying for a few hours without a word, Enyo finally slowed down a bit so that Indra might catch up to her.

A gust of wind blew across her back and he appeared beside her in an instant.

"Indra...I..."

"Enyo, look there." Indra suddenly said.

The poltergeist followed his finger to the ground below where they could see a woman collapsed haphazardly in some bushes.

She had long flowing black hair and a pale complexion. Her cute and somewhat childish face was a complete contrast to the massive mountains sitting on her chest.

'A rival!' Enyo's eyes suddenly became terribly unfriendly as she looked at the unconscious woman. Her bust was almost as large as her own! What if Indra's eyes began to wander?!

'Wait...' Enyo's eyes travelled below the woman's waist, eager to see if her hips and butt were a match for her as well. She knew that was Indra's most lethal weakness and if this woman posed a threat to her in any way she would kill her outright!

Imagine her surprise when instead of supple hips and curves she found only light green scales.

'A lamia? I'll let her live then.' With her feelings of rivalry dispelled, Enyo flew down to check on the woman with a concerned expression.

Indra drifted closely behind her, curious about the unconscious woman.

Once on the ground, Enyo confirmed her earlier suspicions. "She's injured."

On the woman's abdomen were several small puncture wounds that were leaking blood.

"Did one of those adventures have a healing pill?" Enyo suddenly asked?

Indra searched inside his ring and pulled out a small pill that resembled a marble before handing it to his companion. "Why are you helping her?"

Enyo gently opened the woman's mouth and placed the pill inside. "Well she's a fallen as well right? Apparently we are on the verge of extinction so we should look after our own."

She was now looking after the unconscious lamia with such motherly care, no one would believe that she was planning on killing her less than five minutes ago.

Women are frightening creatures indeed.

The holes on the unconscious woman's abdomen began to close rapidly and her breathing became more and more stable.

Her complexion returned to a healthy pale pink and a moment later she opened her brilliant amber eyes.

"W-Wha...?" After blinking a few times, she slowly regained clarity and was able to take in her surroundings.

"It's alright, we're not going to hurt you."

Hovering above her face was what appeared to be a human woman, yet Lucia could not feel the breath of life from her. "Are you a ghost?"

"Poltergeist." Enyo corrected.

Ghosts were low level undead who were unable to maintain a corporeal form and were often shells of their former selves.

Poltergeist could not only remain corporeal, but they were vengeful spirits who recalled everything about their past lives, using it as a means to fuel their hatred and existence.

To mix the two was usually considered to be a grave insult.

"Ah! Please forgive my rudeness." The lamia apologized sincerely.

"It's fine dear." Enyo said with a warm smile.

The woman on the ground was briefly stunned.

Not only was this woman extremely beautiful, she was surprisingly kind as well.

'Is she really a vengeful spirit?'

Slowly, the woman on the ground sat up and offered her sincerest thanks.

"Thank you for saving me. I thought I was going to die out here..."

"Think nothing of it! What is your name?"

"I am Lucia. And you?"

"Enyo." The poltergeist smiled politely before she realized she had neglected to introduce someone. "And this is I-Indra! He is... someone very dear to me."

Lucia was confused when Enyo suddenly introduced someone else.

She followed her gaze and immediately jumped back in fear.

He had no presence, and he did make the slightest sound.

Wearing a regal black kimono with a red and gold design, Lucia was utterly captivated by his silver hair that was shining in the moonlight.

The lamia was mildly embarrassed when she had to wipe the trickle of drool that spilled from her peachy lips.

Without a doubt, this was the most perfect man she could imagine.

In her mouth, two snake like fangs burst from her gums, a specialty of the lamia race is that they can use a weaker version of their venom to paralyze males for mating.

'W-What am I doing? We just met!' Lucia hurriedly put her fangs away and bowed politely in greeting.

"H-Hello..."

Indra did not immediately respond, instead his ruby red eyes continued to analyze the snake woman for a little while longer.

'Lucia, huh?'