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.

the Shadow Master to send Bill to participate in the tournament. After all, Dragonmarsh wasn’t known for its hospitality. So, Hank

of Gods’ plans, he

make a name for himself in Dragonmarsh. If he excelled in the tournament and crushed the pride of Dragonmarsh’s martial artists, he could easily assert himself as the rightful heir to the

to flatter Bill, “With you on our side, we’ll definitely make

Bill smirked

I’ve killed. They’re just as weak as paper. I could tear them apart with just a

to witness the power of my vampire

his fingers in a claw-like grip as he spoke. His nails extended to three inches and became sharp and deadly. A faint black mist swirled around it, giving off an

stir things up, but don’t underestimate them.

Noble bloodline vampires like us can’t be defeated by those pathetic humans from Dragonmarsh,” Bill replied

smiled and said nothing. He understood the nature

supply of blood, he could recover instantly, even

artists from Dragonmarsh would have a tough time dealing with such a

Bailey turned his gaze to the third person, a lean man with glasses and a

of the Holy Sovereign Church, “the lean man said with