Lysandra stood in front of Damon, her gaze cold.
Surrounding her, the other court members all had a similar look on their faces, a look of utter contempt and disgust. One man, a particularly handsome fella stepped forward.
"What taboo skill are you using? Are you planning to sacrifice the entire clan? You do not deserve to be an heir. You are no King. You are a coward. The only thing that you have a right to is death. You will die right here and now!"
A powerful aura surged around the handsome guy. He looked like how a perfect noble vampire should look, royal and poised. Damon's face twitched at the sight of the righteous bastard. He activated another poison burst.
Surprisingly, it did not affect the group. A green aura flickered, and the aura was strong enough to block his poisonous miasma. "Interesting." Damon grinned.
