An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

The silver-armored guards, though formidable, were no match for Willem's relentless attack. Their efforts only briefly stalled his rampage as he continued to claim lives without pause.

Bodies accumulated rapidly, and the courtyard was stained with a chilling hue of red. Panic gripped the guards as they belatedly grasped the gravity of the threat.

Willem's strength far surpassed their expectations. He wasn't merely an ordinary vampire. To them, he reigned supreme among his kind, a true king of the night.

"Hey, bastard! Face me if you've got the guts!" Jasper's voice echoed through the chaos. His words were filled with curses as he desperately tried to divert Willem's attention.

He understood his pivotal role in stopping Willem's rampage and preventing further bloodshed. If he could engage Willem alongside the efforts of his men, they could bring down this menace.

"Hmm?" The shout pierced through Willem's fury, and he stopped.

Willem's pale face, smeared with blood, bore an ominous expression with fangs protruding

asshole! Bullying the weak isn't something to be proud of! Show some courage and face me fair and square!"

these meddling fools first and then deal with you later. But I won't refuse if you're eager

You think I'm scared of you?"

tastes like," Willem mused, dropping the severed head he held before disappearing in the blink of an eye. His

Jasper's eyes widened in disbelief. His senses heightened, scanning the surroundings for any trace of

his neck. Reacting instinctively, he thrust his weapon backward. The silver spear found its mark, striking Willem's chest and rendering him

Jasper's face. "Heh... You won't be escaping this

strength and robbed them of their regenerative powers. Once wounded, they were vulnerable to fire, their only fate