Monster: Dracula

The fate of General Samoa was that of death. His end was to have been at this juncture, scattered in the dust to join the bones of the many he had confined to the land of the dead; yet death did not come. No, it did come, but someone held on to it and stopped it from progressing any further. Death screamed for him, but this person screeched back, extending nothing but an arm to stop the sickle of death.

Asherah, the white-haired Asura whose power grew by the second, was stunned for the first time since her transformation. She whose power could not be easily estimated was easily the pinnacle of this world, but the price of that strength was her sanity. Her madness had led her into a fit of rage and vengeance, yet at this moment she could sense that she was standing before a being she could not easily ignore. This being had stopped her attack, using nothing but a single hand to stop her charge.

It was a hand. A hand that was so slender and pale that one would have immediately believed i