Dungeon Raider System

Chapter 192 Storming the Alamo

When Jon Hunter arrived at the scene he was able to see Nika Garcia giving the 'cheeky young lad' a lap pillow and serving him a drink. It would have seemed like something taken from a romantic movie, if not for the presence of the horrid vampires, the fact that everything and everyone was covered in dust and that she was wounded.

Fortunately for Uriel, Jon didn't see him recover from his wounds nor did he see the jaguar spirit. However, none of that mattered because at that moment because as annoying as his presence was, they still felt safer when he showed up.@@@@

"Where's Winnie?" Jon asked, uncaring of the presence of the cryptids that stopped in their tracks after sensing his imposing presence.

Nika would have loved to point out that if he called that to her face he would face consequences, but she limited herself to point towards the cathedral where Medusa was supposed to be along with the rest of Uriel's party.

"Did that prick just leave us?" Uriel blinked a couple times confounded. Jon had left them as swiftly as he arrived, but at least they got a much needed respite. Now that he was feeling better and he had a new weapon, defeating the weaker cryptids turned out be easy as pie even without Nika's help.

The problem lied in the entity level cryptid that remained inside the Alamo and the never ending vampires that came seemingly out of nowhere. The only thing they could do was endure and try to survive until the rest of their party came back.

"This is getting tiresome." Uriel said after a swing of his sword that neatly sliced the head of an incoming nosferatu vampire. There were so many flux orbs laying around him that he couldn't move anymore without stepping on them and Nika was too tired and wounded to pick them up.

Now Uriel understood why it was so important to bring people that could provide support. Even something as menial as picking up flux orbs from the ground would have been a great help for him.

"After seeing you fight with a sword, I think you should quit on using a revolver." Nika said, her mouth gaping at the sight of Uriel slicing and dicing vampires, not letting a single one pass him.

"I still want to learn."

The entity level nosferatu seemingly laughed at the hunters and then all the windows at the fort were taken over by monster level vampires who started hurling rocks covered in black goo at the hunters and soldiers.

While their aim wasn't that great, anyone who got hit by them would drop to the ground screaming in pain. The field doctors didn't know what was wrong with them and couldn't perform any effective treatment.

Once again the battle was tied, except the vampires would recover seconds after being hit in the head while the hunters would fall if even a drop of the black goo touched them. It made everyone so scared of taking a step out of cover they couldn't advance anymore and everything came to a standstill.

At that point, a loud laughter erupted in the battlefield and Jon started walking towards the fort by himself wielding Nika's wooden stake.

"If this doesn't work you'll owe me a drink, Nikki."

Nika had told Jon about their weakness to wood and although Jon didn't believe it, he thought he could extort a date with her.

The holy rank hunter advanced amidst the enemy projectiles and even dodged the not so 'friendly' fire coming from behind. He moved so casually to the sides it looked as though he was drunk, but in reality he was dodging every projectile with the minimum effort until he reached the entrance and disappeared inside.

Then, a shrill sound hurt everyone's eardrums and they saw how the vampires posted at the windows were taken down one after the other by Jon without breaking a sweat. The holy rank hunter then poked his head out from the entrance and showed a pristine entity level flux orb as proof that he took down the cryptid, though instead of his typical smug he actually looked disappointed.

"Advance!" Ethan commanded his troops and every soldier began their march in a breathtaking display of organization and discipline. Then, all the members in Uriel's party looked at him with expectant eyes.

"Uhm... go?" He said awkwardly and the group moved in a clumsy attempt to imitate the soldiers. "Just move your damn feet, we're not the army!" He added in embarrassment.