An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

After Dusk Titan wrapped up his introduction, the handsome and pale mixed-race man stepped forward.

He said proudly, “I’m Bill Wolfe from Esmington, representing the Coven of Blood Eclipse. They call me the Shadow Prince.”

“The Shadow Prince of the Coven of Blood Eclipse?” Hank was taken aback.

The Coven of Blood Eclipse held unparalleled influence in Esmington. It was second only to the Hall of Gods among Streuquan nations.

The coven included three main races- vampires, werewolves, and mystic artists, along with a few uniquely gifted beasts.

Among these, vampires held the dominant position. They nearly ruled the entire Esmington. Previously, the Hall of Gods had enlisted the Blood Devil Willem, an earl of the vampire race.

Bill was the son of the Shadow Master, the leader of the Coven of Blood Eclipse. The Shadow Master was the king of vampires. His influence was on par with the God King of the Hall of Gods.

As the son of the Shadow Master, Bill inherited his father’s noble lineage. Despite his young age, he possessed the strength of a vampire viscount. Countless powerful opponents had fallen at his hands.

His most notable feat was the overnight defeat of three grandmasters, which significantly weakened Dragonmarsh’s influence abroad.

participate in the tournament. After all, Dragonmarsh wasn’t known for its

friend,” Bailey explained upon seeing Hank’s confusion. “When he heard about the Hall of Gods’

up to make a name for himself in Dragonmarsh. If he excelled in the tournament and crushed the

I see.” Hank smiled and began to flatter Bill, “With you on

bet!” Bill

can’t even count how many so-called grandmasters from Dragonmarsh I’ve killed. They’re

artist to witness the power of my vampire clan. I

he spoke. His nails extended to three inches and became sharp and deadly. A faint black mist swirled around it, giving

don’t underestimate them. Be careful not

can’t be defeated

nothing. He understood the nature of vampires, especially Bill, who carried

an amazing recovery ability. As long as he had a fresh supply of blood, he could recover instantly, even from life-threatening injuries. He was practically immortal unless he was completely obliterated or turned

knew the martial artists from Dragonmarsh would have a

third person, a lean man with glasses and a

I’m Jeremiah Price, a Cardinal of the Holy