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.

was the head of a silver-armored guard. Willem's pale face, smeared with blood, bore an ominous expression with

some courage and face

smirked and said, "I was planning to deal with these meddling fools first and then deal with you later. But I won't refuse if

I'm scared of you?"

the severed head he held before disappearing in the blink

widened in disbelief. His senses heightened, scanning the surroundings

his neck. Reacting instinctively, he thrust his weapon backward. The silver spear found its mark, striking

grin spread across Jasper's face. "Heh... You won't be

and robbed them of their regenerative powers. Once wounded,