With the resilience of the strongest vampire combined with the magical power embedded in that room, my tornado was destroyed. However, the effect was intriguing—I noticed the runic symbols on the structure were slightly damaged by my flames.
The vampire below emitted an intense aura of bloodlust and rancor. Yet, I could discern faint traces of fear. His body, shrouded in mist, moved with astonishing speed, aiming to tear me apart with pure strength, sharp claws, and dark energy.
The speed was so surprising that it momentarily stunned me.
My mental power roared fiercely, and a divine beast's cry echoed within my mental sea.
My Haki and divine eyes vibrated, striving to track every movement and detail around me.
My sword brimmed with sharp and destructive intent.
The wind swirled around and within me, enhancing my perception and innate speed.
