Commander Nootra grew in size, abnormally, likewise his fangs and crawls. In the process he went on all his four and his mane grew too. He was not only immense in size but he radiated royalty. He didn't only appear dangerous but his transformation came with a mystic beauty. That was Commander Nootra, also known as King of the Beasts.
He let out an immense roar that covered the whole area, working as an invisible shield made out of sound. The wicked energy of the demon clashed against that wall, never reaching the soldiers.
The man who had made the first move out of the four persons stepped forward. His black smooth hair was long as and the man was kind of handsome. His skin was pale as snow itself, if not even paler. He gnashed his fangs, letting his eyes wander from person to person. They stopped at Nicole who gulped and made a step back. Her pulse was fast.
'A vampire!', the man noted. 'Then you surely know who I am, don't you?'
'Yes, I know! You are the King of the Vampire, Lord Dracule himself!'
Dracule grinned and his eyes switched to Commander Nootra.
'To think I would meet my old friend in the body of a human. Quiet amusing I must say. Well, it fits me. Take care of them! I will handle the King of Beasts!'
The three persons behind hi were two women and one man. They went into their transformation. They grew black leather-like wings which. Their skin turned thicker as if it had become stone. Violet and black color spread on their skins resembling art itself.
In all this chaos Jessie's eyes were rigged at one person – Nighyel who was depleted due to the summon. She was on the ground, catching her breath when her eyes crossed Jessie's. Nicole joined Jessie's side, whispering:
'For now you will sadly have to forget about her. While the commander takes care of Dracule, we must fight his servants. And the ghouls Our luck no other vampires came along. I will handle the servant and you help the soldiers fend off the ghouls!'
Jessie gnashed her teeth but when the ghouls resumed their attack she was left with no other choice. Nicole ran right into the horde, however, when the time came, she leaped over their heads closing the distance to the servants rapidly. Meanwhile, Dracule had left the ground and was hovering in the air.
'Shall we begin King of the Beasts? Or do you fear that your people will be harmed in the process? So be it hahahah!' He rose his arm and around it violet energy gathered in masses, merging to an immense orb. 'They'll die either way! You might as well give it your best shot! I highly doubt you can stay long in that form!' He shot the ball into the heaven and at the same time uttered 'Let them all bath in their blood. Heaven's Fall – Dragon Festival!' The orb exploded and energy rained down. In the process the smaller energy balls grew abnormally fast, taking the shape of snake-like dragons.
'And now King of the Bast and a fellow Celestial, show me your power!' (Nicole: Celestials! The second strongest being after the king and queen!)
In the hospital
John bent forward and then … he jumped, shooting straight at Sark like a bullet. He was too fast for Sark to evade and they clashed, breaking into the toilet. Larah jerked back and Hope cried out. Sark was on the ground, spatting blood while John was already back on his legs.
'Damn John!', Sark spat. 'Jessie didn't told us that you were this strong!' John heard a sound behind him and turned around, just in time for Dean's fist to smack into his face. However, it did little to no damage. For that the two bullets Sark fired brought John to his legs. Lucky for him only his legs had been hit. But this might just chance for now Sark pointed the gun at his head. Fast, John punched the floor, breaking it completely. Everyone lost their balance and dropped into the ground. Dean leaped from stone to stone and closed the distance to Larah who was still holding onto Hope. Sark however was busy letting his gun lose at John. Most bullets hit John, however, not one met his head.
'Fuck John!', Sark yelled. 'You've become a zombie!' They reached the floor. Sark, John and Dean who was holding Larah and Hope landed on their legs. The floor was hidden in smoke, some of it created through Dean and their dramatic arrival on the floor. John clapped his hand so strong that a resulting wind pressure shoved the smoke away.
'Got you!', Sark uttered from behind John and shot his head – baaaamm. John dropped dead.
On the battlefield
As Jessie cut ghouls after ghouls down to close the distance, she bellowed, her rage directed at Nighyel who was being carried away by some ghouls:
'I will fucking kill you!'
'Hahahah, first you should kill your old friend, John! Or should I rather said, if you want him truly dad killing him once will not suffice hahahahah…
In the hospital
Sark strolled over to Dean to check on wounds. Suddenly someone clasped his legs. He immediately stared down and it was John!