"For now," Orion continued softly, "I'll keep your blood within my crown, reserved as a special gift for your beloved leader."
The vampire general's eyes widened in horror, realization dawning upon him too late. "You… what are you planning…?"
Orion simply smiled coldly, eyes gleaming mercilessly. "Hmm, I shall let you die as a curious ghost." His voice hung ominously in the air as his cold smile deepened.
Without another word, he lifted the Realm Guardian Sword gracefully, flames dancing serenely along its blade. The vampire general, on his knees, desperately tried to summon his remaining strength, attempting to rise, yet his battered body refused to obey.
"Wait—!" the vampire general shouted and gritted his teeth, eyes widening in sudden realization and fear. But Orion moved with ruthlessness.
In a fluid, elegant motion, the sword sliced effortlessly through the air, cleanly severing the vampire's head from his shoulders.
