The High Elder pointed his blood-created staff at me as magic power was sent flying all over. Like a tempest in the roughest of seas, a torrent of pure energy rushed in all directions, levelling trees and burning bushes. The famed Bloodborne House bloodline was in full effect as a mysterious force seemingly weighed in on my Bloodline.
The other members of the Bloodborne House that were near had their hands to their throats as they struggled meaninglessly on the ground. Sweat and blood were trickling down their heads as their eyeballs gradually popped from their sockets.
It was a gruesome sight to see.
But alas, that was the power of the Bloodborne House. Many questioned why the Bloodborne House was still considered a great Vampire House, even though they had squandered their wealth and influence throughout the years. Even though they were direct descendants of the First Vampire, their influence over society had waned throughout the years.
