Vampire Lord's Demonic Wives

"Whoa! How did you know something like this would happen? It was a close shave."

Blake was stunned upon seeing the kid's body on the ground. He had no clue that his speculations were wrong, Blake looked at Zoravec with wide eyes as Clara followed. Zoravec could not help but wonder if they both were really that stupid or were pretending.

It was obvious that the task was not that simple to make all of them pass. Zoravec had understood by now that the tasks were based on multiple features to be tested. And it was clear that the intentions were to cleanse the whole swarm of applicants. Zoravec was sure now that the current test was not as easy as it seemed.

"Now we are only five people left, it seems the other two are not willing to team up."

Zoravec tilted his head and looked at the boy and girl who appeared to be siblings. They stood a few steps away from the three of them, which indicated their unwillingness regarding the team up. Zoravec found them suspicious because of the way they had barely spoken anything.

"We have to pass this task together like before. I have a theory about this task."

Zoravec turned around and looked at the room which became quiet once again. The siblings stood there silently, the guy's back tucked to the wall so his one leg. Whereas the girl stood there staring at them with her arms folded.

It was obvious they were not going to help them in the task, and Zoravec could not rely on their willingness either. He had to finish the task to know the results as soon as possible, he grew impatient for bringing Devi inside. Nonetheless, he had Blake and Clara to help him out with the things for that time.

"Blake, can you go in between that small space without passing in front of any mirror?"

Zoravec told him about the advent of his plan, however Blake was unsure of what he said. He did not know what Zoravec meant by the latter part, but the confidence in Zoravec's eyes made him volunteer for the task.

Even though he wanted to question, for his safety, regarding why only he should go. Blake took a few moments to nod and then looked around the room. He wanted to make sure that his calculations were precise before he could make any move. After all, he could not afford to die just because he was experimenting, even though it was true.

"Can I trust you, Zoravec?"

Blake asked him once more after he figured out how he could attempt that big leap that was suggested by Zoravec. He nodded at Blake and patted his shoulder as Clara followed the same gesture. She was aware that they both could potentially trust Zoravec's instincts as per the task one outcome.

Blake pulled his right leg and prepared himself to take a big leap, Zoravec was keenly analysing his moves because he had no clue about his next move. He could sense that Blake was sure about his actions as he looked towards the ceiling and pushed the ground to lift his weight. Blake intended to switch himself upside down so he pushed the ceiling and directed himself towards the desired spot.

"Watch out!"

Zoravec yelled at him as Clara grabbed his arm tightly, their breaths hitched as Blake descended. They all watched him closely till he landed in the small space between two mirrors. There was no reflection or any indirect view of him on the mirrors, until Blake's foot stumbled and his arms came in front of the left mirror.

Zoravec carefully saw the whole thing and as expected the distortion occurred. His guess was accurate, the portal mirrors were only activated if some living being's reflection appeared.

"Clara, get ready! We have to save him."

Zoravec immediately alerted Clara to get ready to take charge. They had no clue what type of attack was going to happen.

Due to the immense speed they were unable to figure out what was the weapon which killed that kid. Zoravec immediately shifted his gaze towards the corpse and saw the finely cut cadaver. His eyes glowed for a bit as the stench of blood grew stronger in his nostrils. Zoravec clenched his fists and closed his eyes to divert his focus from blood which was accidentally created.

'Fuck! Only those two saints are dhampirs, I have to hide my identity if I want to get done with these games without any scandal.'

Zoravec stopped his breathing for a whole to lift his focus and diverted his attention to analyse the weapon. He snapped open his eyes while shifting back to normal and filled in Clara.

"The weapon will be some kind of rope or sharp string. You have to stop it before it kills Blake."

Clara nodded and  rattled her blades inside the pockets of her jeans, it made Zoravec wonder why her clothes were not torn due to those sharp little things. She held four blades in each of her hands cautiously in between her fingers. Whereas Blake became equally alert after Zoravec yelled to warn him.

However, the whole thing happened in a few seconds which did not let Blake to move any inch as the two black thin ropes emerged from the mirrors. It appeared as if the ropes had some kind of sensor because as Blake sprinted towards the cadaver the ropes followed the direction. Zoravec was carefully watching the whole thing and crafting an accurate theory about the task.

The ropes finally sensed Blake's motion and coiled around his wrists and legs. Zoravec carefully noticed that the thing emerged from both of the opposite mirrors when Blake stood in between them. Which meant that both got activated upon sensing some motion and reflecting a living person's image and at the same time.

"Now!"

He shouted and Clara immediately darted her blades at entrapped Blake, who was struggling in between four ropes which were pulling him sideways. If Clara hadn't shot her blades at him then Blake's body would have been split into five parts, considering his 2 legs, 2 as and his torso.

After the ropes were cut and dropped on the floor Blake sprinted ahead in the safe space. All the mirrors had a five feet distance between them which they named as safe space due to no reflection.

"I'm okay! I'm okay."

Blake shouted at them while giving a thumbs up, Zoravec finally got the gist of how to pass the task. Clara smiled and reciprocated Blake's actions, whereas the siblings didn't move an inch.