The Juvenile Rank underage vampires actually have very fragile souls, looking even more delicate than an ordinary human security guard or maid, as if they had been torn apart and then pieced back together.
Of course, the weakest of all are those Blood Slaves, their souls like candles in the wind, seemingly having their essence along with their blood sucked away, liable to be snuffed out by the slightest breeze.
With a thought, Pharaoh Li Pan took hold of the Staff of Heka and tried a hook, pulling over a clump of Elder Rank flames. Interestingly, the hook actually managed to form the shape of a head, so Li Pan directly swung his flail and shattered it. Then he opened his eyes to survey the scene.
On the ground were headless blood chunks scattered about, and surrounding vampires turned their heads to stare at him, nearly scared to death by the bizarre apparition that had suddenly appeared, then casually hooked the neck of an Elder and smashed their head with a mace.
