The academy grounds echoed with the sounds of sparring students, the clang of steel against steel, and the occasional grunt of effort.
Vampires moved like blurs, honing their speed, strength, and reflexes in preparation for the upcoming exchange.
The air was charged with excitement and anticipation.
Edmund had spent the past week pushing himself to his limits during training. His focus was split between mastering his vampiric abilities and gathering every bit of information about the human kingdoms that would be attending.
"Remember," Master Davos voice echoed through the lecture hall with its usual authority, "there are several human kingdoms that have signed peace treaties with Darkblorne. Any harm caused to their people will be considered an act of war. So, no unnecessary violence. I know you may be tempted to display your best abilities, but control yourselves."
