"Including my vassal Barons, a total of eleven teams will participate in this Crimson Feast...
Once I declare the feast to have begun, you will each enter the portal in order by your assigned numbers.
Different teams will randomly appear in the peripheral areas of the Crimson Manor.
My pets and I will serve 'overseers' for this feast, entering last of all.
If you linger in one area for too long, the chances of encountering me will greatly increase... If I stumble upon you, you only have one choice: try your best to escape from my pursuit.
Bring all your ability to bear and exhaust all methods to obtain the incredibly precious 'Royal Blood Brew'!
I now declare the Crimson Feast formally open."
The instant his words fell...
Shah~ The Count's giant red wings unfurled from his back.
Extending his arm, with its pointed, blood-red fingernails, he gestured towards the portal made of blood threads in the middle of the great hall.
