"HMPH!"
A sneer echoed across the amphitheater, making the old woman and middle-aged man tremble, but its greatest effect was on Jeremy's grandfather as it pushed this one two steps back with blood leaking from his mouth.
"Since when the rules and codes of the Blood Sea are something people can choose to obey and break according to their wishes!"
Bloodless #1's voice was cold as monstrous physical pressure emerged from inside his body and spread across the amphitheater, making everybody tremble except for the Blood Duke and High Blood Elder.
The crow chanting a few moments ago for Cain's head found it hard to breathe, a minor punishment for their wild and unruly behavior.
"Jason Samsan, your grandson understood the danger of the tournament and chose to participate anyway. The only one he could blame for his death was his lack of preparation. I will let it slide this time, but I will take your head if you dare to revolt again."
