As the corners of my lips curled into a faint smile, the half-meter-long sword of blood visibly grew longer and longer. Cold light scattered from the blade like shards of silver, and the dazzling crimson color, as if flowing from the depths of hell, became even more glaring under the dim light of the courtroom. Even with his formidable power to instantly heal his skin, he could only struggle helplessly against the blood continuously gushing from the sharp blade, unable to stop the life force draining away bit by bit.
The atmosphere in the courtroom was instantly stirred by an invisible hand, swelling rapidly. The numerous vampires, intoxicated by the spreading scent of blood, became frenzied as if injected with a frenzy-inducing elixir. They bared their sharp fangs, some even letting out greedy howls that pierced the silent air, sending chills down one's spine.
