Tiris slowly opened her eyes and looked at the attendant, only reacting after a while, "Alright, I understand."
Looking at her younger brother, Tiris said helplessly, "Why doesn't our Ganggro Family have descendants like Jones Dracula? He was born into such a withered family. Is this a mockery of all of us?"
...
In the dim firelight, the seven princes of the Sambo Family gathered around a round table once again. Yet there was only silence, an endless silence.
When the issue escalated to the reform of the entire Blood Clan, reaching a point where even the Elder Council needed to consider, it was no longer something that the few major families could decide or intervene in privately. Any excessive action could easily become a handle for future accusations. No one was willing to test it.
...
The Blood Clan was a malformed race, different from almost all other races.
