Damnit!

How did it come again to this?

I only wanted to use my chance to figure out what's the deal with this savior character and now somehow ended up playing the antagonist role in a boss battle event.

It doesn't really help that I'm in a somewhat foul mood because my body construct got altered against my will.

I mean, a gothic lolita vampire?

Seriously?

Particularly, the middle part is making me mad.

Not only am I stuck in a body that is a good way shorter than I already am, no, currently I'm spending a lot of mental resources on the fact that I need to put up quite the fight to have a longer skirt.

About the black-red coloring, I couldn't do much.

Especially, as I currently have to dodge a barrage of distance light slashes.

How they now exactly detach from the blade and what kind of fuel they require, I can't tell.

Anyway, please excuse me, but I need to fight for this life.

Dodging another slash, I counter with remote-controlled blood missiles that aim at his feet.

However, unfortunately, my opponent's footwork is flawless.

They dodge all of them and at the same time slice through the projectiles with their blade, which renders the attack ineffective.

However, if I stay on the offensive I might be able to pressure him.

But before I can launch another attack, my opponent beats me to the initiative.

He raises his sword and I feel this new magic element gathering around him.

"Aura of White!" (savior)

Oh shit!

Instinctively, I have bats form a shield in front of me.

Only an instant later, a white wall slams into them.

With incredible power, it burns them alive.

Even my puppeteered body behind is affected.

But not to concerning degrees.

Next, the regeneration quickly sets in, and I'm perfectly fine again.

Though, it's not quite as fast as I'm used to.

Probably because this isn't my main body.

"It doesn't work! Shoot again!" (fairy)

"I can see this! Shouldn't light magic be effective against a vampire?!" (savior)

"She is the queen! Obviously, she's immune!" (fairy)

"Ehm, I'd like to add that I'm not really a vampire." (I)

"Silence, wretched demon! You won't fool us!" (fairy)

What's up with that fairy?

It feels strangely hostile.

This is a thing to pay attention to if most involved are more like puppets without any real emotions.

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However, I also notice something else.

"I think we should finish this up now." (I)

All the time I spent in this remote body, I was fighting the restrictions put on it.

Foremost, the fact that I can only use thematic vampire powers.

However, it seems now I managed to wiggle a bit out of the grasp of control.

With this, I finally manage to bring some of my original powers to this bout.

I breathe in, concentrate, and unleash a quickly growing liquid shadow on the ground.

As expected, the light boy uses a corresponding attack to counter, but the darkness is concentrated enough not to easily be dispelled without thorough care.

Yet this kind of wavering attention will cost him once I start my assault.

"Now!" (fairy)

What!?

Suddenly, the mage from before fires a massive fireball at me.

This is followed by a massive barrage of arrows from the ranger.

Do they want to shut me down?!

Be this as it may, I have no other choice but to defend myself.

No, defense alone isn't going to cut it.

I need to stop holding back and get some of my resources going.

However, the more I concentrate on this fight, the worse all the other fronts are looking.

Nonetheless, I need to set priorities.

I pull out more darkness to hurl it at this whole group.

Yet they all fight against it.

With frustration, I realize that this body is at the limits of what it can conjure at once.

Thus, I soon reach my limit under an onslaught of all those attacks.

I didn't even want to injure that savior character.

If he truly isn't just a mere NPC that would be akin to murder.

So at the brink of my destruction, I go for one last move I can think of.

"Goddamned! Tell me where Chiaki is!" (I)

"What did she say?" (savior)

"Don't listen! It's lying!" (fairy)

"You won't play your games with us, foul creature!" (mage)

Games!?!

"If anyone is playing games then it's you, asshole! I'm so done with you! End this now and give me Chiaki back!" (I)

I release every bit I got.

Maybe a bit more than this.

Strict limits cease to exist at this level.

I'm making my own rules here.

I'm more than willing to do so if it means recovering Chiaki!

Darkness flows freely out of my body.

Flesh grows.

And every single creature I could call here in the time of this fight gathers.

I feel my power surge, the blend on my body coming undone.

I certainly can win this.

The fighter comes running at me with their huge weapon.

A wave of my hand lets a tentacle whip out and slings him backward.

The assault of the mage gets met in kind, only with far greater force, as each of their projectiles gets obliterated.

However, I simply add more than them.

At the same time, my growing darkness slams into a wave of light, yet my surge won't stop at this detriment.

I simply flow back and overwhelm this swordfighter.

The darkness does its thing and saps the savior as well as his comrades of their strength.

"You..." (savior?)

I think this is it.

I won!

"Whoosh"

But then there's light.

"Time for a power-up!" (?)

Once more this new magic sense of mine starts to tingle as incomprehensible complex energies do their work.

Not only is my darkness suddenly negated by light of roughly the same magnitude, but more, different powers gather among my former opponents.

And they just stand up again.

Yet the regeneration of my enemies isn't the predominant issue.

It's the girl in a robe who just showed up to aid them.

The source of all this mayhem.

It seems this “saint” my generals reported just made her entrance.

At least her voice tells me she's supposed to be female.

At first, her head is still covered by her hood, but then she throws it off and her glistening golden hair starts to shine in the sun.

What I see throws me out of it.

"C-Chiaki!?!" (I)

"Now rise again, Young Hero, Champions of Light, and vanquish this evil!" (Chiaki?)