The three vampires darting about the dwarf continued their constant position shifting, trying to throw him off, knowing all too well if they stopped, Brone would immediately rush after them. Seconds ticked away, letting Brone know that they were changing up their tactic. He scoffed, not worried in the least, the only thing he was concerned about was his feet freezing over before the vampires finally made their move.
Suddenly, a bundle of snow erupted to the right, Brone immediately swung his axe, cutting through the snow, but the snow. Possible distraction; he spotted movement to his left, so he quickly swung his second axe, though unfortunately it was another bundle of snow being kicked up, another distraction. "Enough with the toys!" Brone yelled, getting frustrated. His eyes darted around the area, trying to read the movements of the darting silhouettes, but they were too random.
Then they all vanished. The dwarf looked back to Yuurei and saw his fight was uninterrupted, so where were his remaining three?
They answered the question by attacking all at once. One had grasped his left arm, careful of the axe, another vampire grasped his right arm the same way. Before Brone could react, the third vampire, who had lost both his hands to the dwarf had used his only remaining weapon: his teeth, and came down upon Brone from behind. The fangs sank into his neck.
"Blast ye!" the dwarf yelled as he used all his might to pull the first two vampires from their positions. They were strong, but not as strong as Brone. The dwarf brought them close together, slamming them into another another, forcing them to release their grip.
Brone yelled at the top of his lungs as he ran towards the two vampires who had tumbled away. One of them quickly got his focus back and tried to dart away, but the steel axe quickly came down and destroyed his head. The second vampire noticed their handless friend was still hanging off the dwarf's back, drinking the shorter creature's blood, but even though he was being drained, the dwarf seemed to either not notice or not care, his rage was keeping himself from dropping to his knees due to the loss of blood, treating the handless vampire like an annoying leech.
The vampire on the ground quickly got to his feet, figuring he had a chance to defeat the dwarf now that his blood was being drained, but as he took a single step to try and attack, the dwarf's axe that had destroyed the previous vampire was brought up for a second swing, severing the attacking vampire's head.
"There" Brone spat at the dead vampire. Then he realized he still had a leech on his back, trying to drain him of his blood, so he used his steel axe like an intense backscratcher and scraped the vampire off of him before bisecting him as well.
It was the last of the vampires he realized as he took a look about.
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