The battlefield slowly settled into silence.
Not peaceful silence.
But the strange heavy silence left behind after overwhelming slaughter.
The dark clouds covering the vampire realm had already vanished almost completely now. Only scattered fragments of black curse mist remained drifting across the crimson skies before dissolving beneath the Blood Moon overhead.
The humanoid intruders were gone.
Completely gone.
No surviving pale-eyed creatures remained anywhere throughout the realm.
The transformed blood tentacles had devoured many personally while the frenzied vampire race tore apart the rest beneath endless bloodlust and overwhelming numbers.
And now—
Only vampires remained.
The surrounding races from earlier had already retreated far back instinctively after witnessing everything.
Several Ascendants left entirely.
Others watched cautiously from distant skies outside the realm borders.
No one dared approaching the vampire territory carelessly anymore.
