Chapter 205 - Executioner’s Step

Rakshasa stopped in the center of the training field and remained silent for several seconds. The wind crossed the open courtyard, lightly stirring the loose parts of her hanfu as she raised her right hand in front of her body. Victor had seen many vampires shape weapons from blood, including himself, but the way Rakshasa did it was different. There was no waste and no unnecessary display. A small amount of blood emerged from the tips of her fingers, floated in the air, and began condensing into a thin, dark line. Within moments, that line lengthened, gained structure, and became a sword.