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Alexis spread her arms, and closed her eyes for a moment on there right now. “Ego Alexis Calder. Hominibus puro sanguine in corpore toto. Purus lamia venator sanguis. Auxilium tuum peto venatores lamia in circuitu mundi. Ubicumque es, modo ad me veni. Auxilium tuum mihi opus est contra bellum cum lamis malis. Huc veni, quaeso, venatores lamia circum orbem. Adiuva me ut perficiam propositum vitae meae ut mala lamia ex hac terra deleam. Ponere posse stateram vitae nostrae, sicut venatores lamiae, boni lamiae, et homines. Ego Alexis Calder, venator vampire sangui- nis. Iterum te rogans, venatores lamia in circuitu mundi ad me veni et adiuva me ut hoc bellum vincas. Veni. et veni...” Alexis mutt

We’d lose this fight if I didn’t act. I looked at my parents one last time as Ailm surged forward inside me, calling on the souls of the humans around us. I didn’t want to hurt my own people, or our wolves—so I focused only on the humans, just as Caron taught me. A deep breath. Then I snapped. Dropping to my knees, I punched the ground and screamed, releasing the souls from their bodies in a single, brutal surge. My people clutched their ears, dropping in pain—but they would recover.

She spoke loud enough for everyone to hear then she looked at me again. “I require your blood.” She wasn’t asking. My hand was grabbed quickly, turned palm up, where a cut appeared. One of the vampires moved so quickly I hadn’t even seen it. I didn’t know which one it was until Acelin grabbed him by the neck and slung him off to the side.

Instantly, the water around Xiao Lang, Bai An, and Xu Jun's battle had turned red. 'Ha ha ha!' Xu Jun smirked at his two desperate prey. Xiao Lang and Bai An's bodies were bleeding profusely, their bodies torn apart by Xu Jun's slashes. Judging from the profuse blood that came out, it was unlikely that Xiao Lang and Bai An's life would survive.

My vision turns red and my fingers itch to kill. Ignoring his wailing and moaning, I shoot two more times, aiming for both his arms and nailing them to the wooden floors with bullets. Next, I do the same to his ankles. By the time I’m done, my beast is barely sated and the strong, coppery scent of blood hangs in the air. Images of Amani fighting for her life in an enclosed space against two men is enough to make me mad. It’s enough to wake my thirst for blood. “How dare you touch her?!” I groan, struggling to contain my rage. “How dare you?!!”

I quickly ran to protect Akira from the arrows that pointed at him. "Syeett!" my body was pierced by arrows, fresh blood came out of my body. I felt something cold and slowly my vision became blurry and dark. Akira who realized something had happened behind him, he was surprised to see An had protected him. He immediately grabbed An's body which almost fell to the ground. Akira, who only uses physical strength and a little magical ability, becomes very angry. He turned into a vampire and saw the man who had hurt An. Akira summoned thousands of bats to attack the man. Akira who hugged An's body quickly turned into a bat and took An's body away.

No holding back. Ace roars, lifting her paws off the floor before pouncing on him. His screams echo through the room as she rips him apart. His head separates from his neck first, rolling across the floor as blood soaks into the ground. Then his arms are torn from his shoulders, and his legs ripped from his hips. He is destroyed beyond recognition. The scene is brutal, haunting, and drenched in blood. Ace’s silver fur turns crimson—stained with blood that does not belong to her.

“But what you’re trying to summon is no longer Evelyn. She’s Azrael’s final piece — and I will take it to forge a new era.” Lucien looked up, blood rising into a storm. “You don’t understand the meaning of blood.” Alaric smirked. “Blood is just a tool, Lucien. And so are you.” He snapped his fingers. Genesis roared, firing a red plasma beam that tore the ground apart. Lucien reacted instantly. He raised a hand, summoning blood-chains from the air, coiling around Genesis’s limbs. They exploded in shrieking bursts, blood and metal spraying like a blade-storm.

He stepped forward, his massive frame towering over the vampire as he looked down into the folds of the cloak. The Alpha's dark eyes instantly narrowed as he caught the visual markers of the crisis. Brynn’s face was pale, her soft jasmine scent heavily laced with the metallic, intoxicating tang of primordial vampire blood. But what Garick saw first—what caused his wolf instincts to flare with a protective panic—were the thin, smoky purple-and-black tracks of the Blood-born venom still faintly webbing across her collarbone. They were visibly fading, dissolving into her sun-kissed skin as Riheirk’s ancient, healing blood aggressively incinerated the last remnants of the poison from her system.

When no one did, she slowly stretched out her left hand. A deep, clean gash ran across the base of her thumb. It was bleeding freely. I reached for a clean cloth that the servant nearest the counter held and pressed it firmly to the wound. “Press it here. It will slow the bleeding until someone can wrap it properly.” As I worked, I held her hand above her heart as she had practiced nightly at her mother’s side. Anna’s breaths were shallow and rapid. “You don’t-” “It’s fine,” I assured her, keeping my tone soothing. “I’ve had some experience.”