"Hey, Leywin."
Corven's voice cut through the chaos, ragged but laced with a smirk.
Leywin paused, narrowing his eyes. "What?"
Corven snickered through bloodied lips. "Next time… maybe don't play with your food."
He raised his hand.
'Bloodfracture.'
– Blood (50 Units)
The ability triggered instantly. Corven didn't fully understand the mechanics—he only knew that it disrupted control of other vampires. And if Leywin was truly the puppet master behind the gargoyles...
Then it would work.
It did.
A violent pulse burst out from Corven's body. A blood-red shockwave spread in every direction, invisible to the eye but undeniable in effect. It washed over the gargoyles, the chained heir, and Leywin all at once.
Corven hadn't wanted to include the heir, but he didn't have a choice. There was no precision with this kind of power. It was all or nothing—and this was his only shot at survival.
