Harlia died.
Malvador won.
Harlia had almost killed the vampire king but the bastard managed to save himself from death.
But after Harlia, it was finally Pablo's turn and this time, Malvador wouldn't be able to save himself from death all that well.
The soldiers didn't get to mourn for Harlia properly as Pablo started to walk towards Malvador.
His Angels followed behind him.
Malvador did some stretching, finally ready to get his long awaited duel.
Pablo was walking but it took time so he just vanished.
He then appeared in front of Malvador and Malvador was also finished stretching.
Both men looked at each other and Malvador couldn't stop smiling.
"I finally got you, Pablo." He said.
Pablo was floating a little above the ground but he decided to come down.
"You got nothing, Malvador. I already won this shit." Pablo replied.
Malvador laughed. "Do you know who I am?"
"I think I know."
