An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“Arrogant jerk! How dare a pathetic vampire like you come here and act so boldly? Do you think no one in Dragonmarsh can take you down?” Aurora fumed.

Just when she was about to take action, Fenley raised his hand to stop her. He understood that vampire aristocrats were formidable opponents. Given Aurora’s current strength, she stood no chance against them.

“I’m guessing this is your first time in Dragonmarsh, right?” Fenley’s voice was calm, but his gaze was icy.

“So, what if it is?” Bill lifted his chin defiantly.

“You must be clueless. It seems your elders didn’t tell you that once you’re in Dragonmarsh, you must keep a low profile, or you might end up dead.” Fenley slowly stood up, radiating a murderous intent.

As long as the Strequans behaved in Dragonmarsh, they were generally left. alone. But Bill’s reckless and provocative behavior was like signing his own death warrant.

“End up dead?” Bill laughed mockingly. “Do you and your little group think you can take me on?”

“Let’s find out.” Fenley slammed his hand on the table. Instantly, the dozens of skewers began to levitate and hovered in the air.

With a flick of his wrist, the skewers shot toward Bill like speeding bullets. Each skewer was charged with the Grandmaster’s internal energy, capable of piercing steel plates.

three inches and became razor sharp. As the skewers flew toward him, he sliced through each

through the skewers effortlessly as if they were made

that all you’ve got?”

to continue his taunts, he noticed Fenley had disappeared from his

strike. Before fully extending

see Fenley’s hand had already

and his eyes

always taken pride in their speed and strength, which usually gave them a significant advantage over human martial artists.

drinking and observing the scene, stopped their chatters.

He often triumphed over Dragonmarsh’s Grandmasters. But now he was severely wounded after just one move. It dawned on them that Fenley wasn’t an ordinary martial

flick of his wrist,

into the wall with a loud crash, and blood

even more ashen. Despite his impressive healing

look,” Fenley remarked with a cold

any ordinary vampire’s heart were pierced, it would

superior vitality and a quicker recovery. Although his heart was damaged