Vampire Lord's Demonic Wives

'What the heck!?'

Zoravec cursed upon seeing the girl changing her physical appearance. He was deep down happy that his hunch was accurate and the siblings were the final test. Possibly. Clara, on the other hand, was unsure what to do because the sudden change in one of her fellow participants frightened her.

She was caught off the guard and had no clue how she should fight back. Zoravec and Blake were still a bit far away from her due to the enormous length of the hall. The girl snarled at Clara who shrieked and stepped backwards. In the process she stumbled and fell over her butt while hiding her face.

Zoravec gritted his teeth as he did not wish for Clara to die, she was an important person for him and a crucial member of his team. The three of them combined were a proper and stronger unit, excluding any of them would definitely result in disbanding the rest. Zoravec was unsure how to save her before the girl could attack Clara.

He reflexively picked up the shard of mirror glass and threw it at the girl. Zoravec was sure that the dhampir girl was strong enough to hear the shard coming at her. But he still attempted that to divert her attention from Clara, however before the shard could hit the attacker the boy appeared in between the two girls.

The dhampir boy used his super speed and came in between both of them. Zoravec saw that he was holding the shard in his bare hand and there was not even a single cut on his skin. It genuinely surprised Blake and Zoravec equally regarding the unscathed state of that guy. That was unusual to happen even if the guy had super strength to bear the pain.

"What the heck!? There's definitely something wrong with him. He isn't an ordinary dhampir, and if that's the thing then there is no way we can outrun him."

Zoravec kept his face towards that guy while he spoke all that quick observation to Blake. His speculation was correct and it made Blake wonder what the third task could be.

There was no way they had to fight with those seemingly siblings because the possibility of failing was higher. The nature of the third task was equally unpredictable as the advent of it was. Zoravec saw Blake creeping closer to him indicating he was willing to fight but as a team.

The dhampir guy dropped the shard and snickered at Zoravec and Blake. He looked at them intensely making both of the applicants uncomfortable regarding his underlying threat. The dhampir guy named Jason, spoke in a proud tone as raised his hand a bit to gesture something to his partner.

Zoravec got worried about Clara because the way Jason looked at them, it was sure that he would not think twice before harming them. However, low key Zoravec knew that if killing was the third hurdle then the pentagon would not have any qualifier. So, that could not be it, right? Although the lingering thought still remained there, what if they badly got injured which resulted in an accidental death?

"Oh, so you finally noticed it, huh? Tsk, but it's too late to turn back."

Jason mocked them for not being able to comprehend that the siblings were suspicious. His sister took a pause as she stood in front of terrified Clara and waited for a signal. Whereas Zoravec and Blake could not grasp what he meant by that.

"What are you implying by that? We had already noticed you were not an applicant."

Zoravec threw back the so-called attempt of taunting and bluntly told Jason that he had suspected him long ago. Of course, his assumption and speculations were accurate about the hunch.

Meanwhile, Blake was equally elated deep down that his guess and gut feeling about those siblings, Jason and Jessica, was true. But he wanted to flex his accurate guess so Zoravec would not take him easy and a hotheaded guy. Blake already figured out by now that Zoravec considered both of them as a team or else why would he use 'we.'

However, he did not want Zoravec to just keep him by his side because Blake was good at fist fights. He wanted to be more than just a side chick for Zoravec, Blake wanted to be an important branch of his small team. On the other hand, Clara sneakily stepped back as she seized the chance of their bickering.

"Don't get too cocky, we already figured out you were suspicious. Duh, you really think highly of yourself. Your so-called disguise was so obvious to see through."

Blake proudly put both his hands over his waist as he made that remark. However, no doubt it changed Jason's expressions immediately because he did not expect them to respond so arrogantly.

He must have wished to smack them both if not kill the three of those survivors. But he was bound to the rules and regulations, Jason was not allowed to kill them all no matter what. Even though he wanted to give them the taste of their own medicine, he could not react recklessly on his own will.

"You! How dare you talk like that to my brother?"

This time Jessica sprinted forward and appeared in front of Jason, her glaring crimson eyes and elongated fangs were a clear indicator of her anger. Clara subconsciously hid behind Zoravec and Blake, she was younger to both of them and upon seeing seemingly death so close she got scared.

Zoravec could sense her shivering from the uneven breathing which he could hear due to his exceptional senses. Whereas Blake was equally fighting alongside him verbally, Zoravec could sense his amusement upon seeing a fierce woman like Jessica. She was standing in between Jason and the three of them, acknowledging no matter what they could not possibly harm her.

"I dare because I can't stand your asshole brother. For what he is being so cocky, huh? His nonchalant and lazy ass was so easy to suspect from the beginning."