'I understand. You shouldn't waste your energy talking to me. I'll have to give it my all if I want to stand up to him. Wain mentally said, looking at Vlad.
The vampire was acting strangely. He was smiling cheerfully, and red electric discharges were accumulating around him. Vlad strolled towards Wain, and the ground beneath his feet trembled.
The other members of the arena moved as far away as possible from the epicenter of their fight. No one wanted to mess with Vlad, at the moment, he was the strongest. What's more, he was a vampire, which made the situation more complicated.
"You know, I always thought that those who try to hide their identity are cowards or eternal loners. What's the point of hiding your name if others can find out about you and praise your power? However, in your case, it actually makes sense. I have tasted the blood of dozens of races, men and women, but your blood is like no other! What race are you from?"
