Vampire Hunter D, Vol. 3 Demon Deathchase by Hideyuki Kikuchi

Author:Hideyuki Kikuchi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-08-15T00:00:00+00:00

After killing that master of the shadows, Bengé, Leila had wrangled herself a scouting mission by saying she couldn’t help wondering what their foes were up to. When she left, she said she’d be right back, but an hour had passed, then three. She’d gone searching for D.

Her brothers said the freaks were probably lying in wait for him. They laughed about how sweet it’d be if they all killed each other. And the more Leila thought about how likely they were to be right, the larger the face of that gorgeous young man so full of the void loomed in her heart. That’s just because he saved my life twice, she thought. But Leila had never been given to thoughts about repaying debts before. If she collapsed from hunger and someone gave her food, she’d have had no compunctions about pulling a knife on her savior to steal the rest from him. That’s simply how Leila—and all of the Marcus clan—did things. The very concept of returning a favor was alien to them. But as Leila held the yoke of the battle car and ripped through the morning air, her heart held the closest thing to it.

The instant she entered the ancient battlefield and saw the colossal arm chasing D, it was a movement of her heart rather than her conscious will that made her press the firing button and launch those miniature nuclear rockets. She didn’t know that the colossal arm, writhing in pain from the loss of a finger, couldn’t have caught up to D at the speed he galloped.

Stopping alongside the arm, which had ceased moving and spouted lotus-red flames, she scanned the area with her sharp gaze. She was searching for Caroline. But the freak was nowhere to be found. With a disappointed cluck of her tongue, Leila stepped on the gas.

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Having ridden hard for about two miles, D veered off the road and into the forest. A horrendous torpor was sweeping over him. It was the sunlight syndrome, a condition unique to dhampirs. Inheriting half or more of a vampire’s characteristics as they did, dhampirs could move about by day without concern, but that was not without its drawbacks. While they remained oblivious, a tenacious form of fatigue was building in their half-immortal flesh from the merciless rays of the sun. For dhampirs working as Hunters, the most dreaded aspect of this affliction was that the symptoms manifested without warning in the form of a sudden feeling of exhaustion and ever-increasing lassitude. It was painfully clear what would happen if someone were to suffer an attack of this while locked in deadly battle.

D’s narrow escape couldn’t really be called a retreat or a defeat. In fact, it was only thanks to D’s superhuman strength that he was able to get himself in the saddle. But, when he got off his horse deep in the forest, D’s gait was somewhat troubled.

The ground here was shrouded by multicolored flora and teeming with insect life. D knelt down and started to scoop at the dirt with a knife he pulled from his combat belt.

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