The Crimson Heart.
There was no Vampire that didn't know what it was and what it signified.
Fewer had ever seen one in person due to the situation in current times.
"How did you get that?" The 1st seat questioned, barely doing enough to hide the fear welling up in his heart.
Damian chuckled, satisfied by the reaction of the council.
There was a time he wouldn't have dared to do this despite dreaming of doing so.
He was too weak after all compared to the powerhouses present.
But all thanks to Crow mask, he had reached a height where he was able to elicit such a response and even kill one of the council members.
His heart palpitated with joy as he remarked. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"... That object, how can you have something like that!... No crimson heart has been made since the Great Purge." The 7th seat couldn't help but blurt out.
