Reynard laughed loudly watching Damon and the other vampires scramble on the battlefield. His diadem of the Eternal Sun was indeed a tough opponent once it was fully loaded and boy was it locked and loaded right now.
"Learn your place, blood sucker! You dare to stand against the masters of your world?" Reynard clapped his hands. "Jump for me, monkey. Jump. Jump. There you go." Watching Damon get almost hit and skewered a few dozen times put a super big smile on his face.
"Blood God, huh. Your show is over buddy. You were running the whole damn thing when we weren't looking but now that we are here, you should tuck your tail, bow obediently and step aside for the real Gods." He toussled his bold orange hair and continued enjoying the show.
"Come now, Blood God! Where's that pride you had before? You're supposed to be this terrifying monster, right? The big bad vampire who makes players cry and tremble? The bastard villain? Then stop crawling in the dirt and entertain me!"
