After spending a second—that felt like an hour—pushing as hard as he could to get the blade of his sword piercing through his father's skin, Caius's vampire red eyes widened when he saw he hadn't made an inch of progress.
His sword, sharp as it was, had failed to pierce Lucian Von Helsing's skin. And had Caius been in his rational senses, he would have known this was to be expected. The weapon in his hands was not made to attack so high above Caius's station and it didn't matter how much of his Third Circle Mana he flooded into it. It was all a waste of time.
Alas, his feral mind couldn't process this. He just grew frustrated and took one hand off the sword handle to make a swipe at his Father's midsection with his claws.
*Rip*
The sound was quick and over in an instant but it was notable as Caius's claws succeeded where his sword had failed, cutting five gashes into Lucian's body, causing the Count's body to flow.
