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“Release Elmer!” Hazel glared angrily at Putnam and Hawthorne, her hands clenched as if ready to strike at any moment.

“You just agreed to the terms; the contract has been formed,” Putnam waved dismissively, feigning helplessness. However, his face betrayed an unusual excitement, especially when he saw Hazel’s distressed expression.

Cyril frowned, but they had no choice but to follow Hawthorne and Putnam.

Soon, they arrived in a small room near the stage. It was furnished with luxurious sofas and a large round table. The room faced a massive glass wall, offering a perfect view of the stage.

“Welcome to the VIP combat room,” a deep voice echoed in everyone’s ears, unseen and elusive, like the howling wind refusing to be ignored.

“Please sit; we need to prepare the bets,” the bartender, who had guarded the entrance, walked in. He positioned himself at the hollow center of the round table.

“Betting in the underground arena involves the blood and money of both parties. If you have additional stakes, we can add them to the agreement.” The bartender presented a contract, outlining the terms of the wager:

“If Elmer and Rex can defeat the two rampaging Hybrids, they will be freed from the arena.”

“Wait a minute.”

“What about our other companions? This agreement doesn’t specify anything!” Hazel suspiciously growled.

“People captured by wizards are beyond the control of vampires,” Hawthorne, facing Hazel, stated coldly.

Now fully facing him, Hazel observed his glossy black hair, his enigmatic eyes flickering. The top button of his suit was undone, revealing a firm chest. Hawthorne’s presence intrigued Hazel, creating a complicated emotional turmoil. Cyril, by her side, sensed her conflicted thoughts through their mind link.

“Are you okay?” Cyril sent a private mind link to Hazel, a hint of concern in his voice. “Is he influencing you?”

“It’s just the imprint affecting me, nothing serious,” Hazel reassured Cyril while wrestling with her own emotions.

As her eyes met Hawthorne’s heterochromatic gaze, seeing his smile, a dull, piercing pain hit her mind. She struggled to overcome this conflicting mental state.

Cyril knew the priority was rescuing Elmer, as their other companions were held captive by the wizards.

“Squeak!”

A bat fluttered down from above, and the bartender forcibly cut off half of its wing. Dark blood splattered across the table as he dripped the bat’s blood onto the contract. The writing on the agreement emitted a faint glow.

Hawthorne and Cyril also added a drop of their blood to the contract, completing the signing of the combat agreement.

The battle was about to begin, destined to be an unfair one.

Rex, heavily injured with eyes yet to heal, bore bloodstains all over his body.

The left cage door swung open, and two rampaging vampire Hybrids emerged. Their eyes glowed red, exhaling white smoke, their faces contorted, veins bulging, nearly pale. Catching Rex’s bloody scent, they hissed.

“The foul stench of a male mutt, two of them.”

A vampire Hybrid drooled from the corner of his mouth, eyes fixed on the prone figure of Rex.

“Don’t be picky when you’re hungry. Which one do you want?”

“The blood of the one lying down isn’t fresh anymore. I prefer something fresher.”

The other vampire Hybrid eyed Elmer.

“I also want something fresh. First come, first served.”

The two vampire Hybrids headed straight for Elmer.

Elmer glanced at Rex; he was barely clinging to life, close to death even before the game began. Elmer had to face two vampire Hybrids as a wolf.

Before Elmer could react, one of the vampire Hybrids reached out with a claw, long nails gleaming with a cold light, and jabbed into Elmer’s flesh. Elmer groaned in pain, then flipped his body, leaping out of the iron cage.

The vampire Hybrid licked its nails, the red glow in its eyes intensifying.

“Tastes really good.”

However, Elmer’s injured skin quickly healed, returning to its original state. His golden hair bristled with anger, and he emitted a low growl, shifting into his wolf form.

“Damn vampires!”

Elmer’s wolf, Malloy, charged out, pouncing on one of the vampire Hybrids. He bit into its shoulder, slamming it against the wall.

“Come on, bring it on!”

Malloy let out a low wolf howl, smoke emanating from his mouth due to anger. His fangs were exposed, directed at the other vampire Hybrid. Suddenly, the second vampire Hybrid used the wall to flip and land, claws slashing towards the wolf.

After Malloy dodged, the first Hybrid charged again, grabbing his wolf tail and tossing him aside.

Malloy crashed into the wall, howling in pain. Before he could stand, the second Hybrid slashed its claws across his exposed belly.

“Ah!” Elmer cried out in pain, writhing on the ground.

The wolf’s belly was the most vulnerable part, and the pain inflicted there was more than double that in other areas.

Outside the cage, Hazel clenched her hands together, nervously praying for Elmer to get up soon.

Cyril calmly observed the actions of the two Hybrids, hoping to find their weaknesses. However, these vampire Hybrids were well-trained fighters even without going into a rampage. Their strength was formidable.

It was a one-sided slaughter.

“Come on, wake up.”

“If you don’t get up soon, we’re both dead.”

Malloy, the entire wolf, lay in a pool of blood, emitting low whimpers, trying to wake up Rex lying beside him.

One vampire Hybrid had its back turned to Elmer, gradually approaching Rex, intending to enjoy Rex’s blood as an appetizer.

At that moment, Cyril used mind link to contact Elmer.

“Their backs! It’s the most vulnerable part. Charge and tear out their lumbar vertebrae!”

Elmer’s mind echoed Cyril’s words. He instantly regained clarity, focused all his strength, and with the last burst of energy, leaped to his feet. Opening his blood-filled jaws, he fiercely bit into the back of the vampire Hybrid, then violently tore out her bones.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

The other vampire Hybrid, witnessing this, immediately lunged forward.

At that moment, Rex, from behind Elmer, used his legs to spring into the air, slamming a palm directly onto the vampire Hybrid, knocking her down.

Rex’s body hovered in the air, but a strong sense of weightlessness followed. He rolled towards the wall, experiencing dizziness, and fell into unconsciousness.

“Rex!” Hazel, outside the cage, watched in shock at everything that had just happened. She hadn’t expected Rex to launch such a serious attack despite his severe injuries.

The second vampire Hybrid lay flattened on the ground. Elmer then rushed over, using his last bit of strength. The massive wolf paw crushed the Hybrid to death, blood and brain matter splattering the entire combat arena.

Elmer shifted back into his human form, kneeling weakly on the ground.

In the small room outside the cage, the bartender announced, “Elmer and Rex, the victors.”