The lead merwoman spat, her pale green tail lashing the water hard enough to send a spray hissing into the air. "What are you talking about, blood sucker? Why would we be on the same side?"
Damon’s lips curled into a faint smile. "Because you’re not human," he replied casually. "And neither am I. You’ve fought their kind before, haven’t you? The ones who wear light like armor, who call themselves holy." His crimson eyes glowed, cutting through the surf. "They’re your real enemies. Not me."
To make sure that his words were properly conveyed, he even took out many holy and divine attuned armor, weapons, and trinkets and dumped them all into the sea right in front of them. "Look for yourself." He showed off proudly. "My kill count is in the thousands now. How many of you can say that?"
The merfolk froze. Dozens of glowing eyes darted between one another, uncertainty breaking through their united front. A low ripple of whispers carried across the ring. "Holy steel..." "So many..." "Thousands?"
Damon used this chance to boast some more.
"I am sort of a hero, by the way. It is very hurtful to see that my own kind would treat me like this. I was expecting a little more respect," Damon finished, his tone dripping with mock offense as he spread his arms wide, standing tall on Erin’s coils like a monarch claiming his throne.
"After all, who else has cut down more holy dogs than me? Who else has stained the ground with their sanctified blood?"
The merfolk murmurs grew louder now. A burly merman with jagged coral armor lifted his trident high, water cascading from its prongs as he barked, "He’s not lying. I can feel it. The stink of the holy still clings to their weapons. This one has slain many."
The lead merwoman’s lips curled, sharp teeth flashing, though her tail no longer lashed in outright hostility. "Hero, you call yourself? You’re arrogant, bloodsucker. But arrogance is not always empty. If what you say is true..." She paused, narrowing her eyes and looking towards the distance.
Damon instantly recognized the tell tale signs of a quest. This was precisely why he did not kill these guys. It did not matter that they were level 100. It also did not matter that they were currently be their strongest.
Not only they were in their element but they were also together, united as the whole clan. They were in a position to be able to cast some insanely strong magic. Damon had never personally experienced their attacks but he had heard of it.
Encountering a group of mermen and merwomen together was pretty much a death sentence.
However, things were different for Damon. Because of his special constitution, their strength became their weakness. If he started with his poison, then the entire fight would be over within seconds. Because of the water, his poison would affect them the most.
He can slaughter them all if he wanted to. Erin was definitely ready and waiting to do just that. Even without his poison he would be able to pick them off and deal with them.
But that would definitely be the wrong approach.
He was no longer in the light faction continent!
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