Chapter 804: 805: Nothing Personal

Lazarak was about to say something when he sensed an incoming attack. He created a chain of darkness that pulled him down just in time to evade the swipe of one of the dirty umbilical cords.

He didn't want to be touched by whatever that amniotic fluid was made of, it looked and smelled disgusting. His gaze turned to Damon with a frown.

"That was a close one," he muttered, realizing he had let his worry for his friend carry him away. Damon charged into battle again. The pain from his wounds was nothing. This body wasn't exactly human, so it didn't bleed red blood, and it wasn't even his, so there was no need for him to care for it too much. It was a vessel he was using. Still, he was more interested in what had struck him.