Blood Thirst

"Damn it!" Roman cussed, with a pained look as he saw Jamie fall to the ground. On the other hand, Lucas who was beside Azazel, couldn't control himself. In the next second, he immediately shot at Azazel.

"Take that!" Lucas said, his eyes red as he shot sporadically. However, Azazel managed to dodge some of the bullets.

He started to retreat but then Lucas wouldn't let him go.

At this point, Lucas ran out of bullets, and in the next second, he threw his gun down.

He crouched into a fighting stance, silently challenging Azazel to a fight.

On the other hand, Azazel was still trying to get away. He was bleeding all over but then he had made sure to wear a bulletproof vest, underneath.

"Common! You're not getting out of here, today." Lucas threatened and immediately he lunged at Azazel.

However, before he could land a hit on Azazel, he was cornered and pushed to the ground.

"Fuck!" He cussed as his back hit the ground, in pain. Two seconds later, he was up only to see he was surrou