The moment Elder Achilor's words settled into the air, the entire arena seemed to lean toward Cornelia, as if the very atmosphere itself was urging her forward, and it did not take long before the murmurs turned into voices, and the voices turned into clear encouragement that surrounded her from every direction.
"Go on…"
"You should do it…"
"There is nothing to fear…"
The Emperor-level vampires, who moments ago had been filled with doubt and suspicion toward the Moonshade family, now looked at her with bright eyes, their curiosity burning openly, no longer hidden, no longer restrained, because what stood before them was no longer just a foreign vampire from another plane, but a possibility, a future pillar, something that could change the balance of their entire race.
Even the injured ones, those who had been struggling just to remain conscious under the earlier pressure, raised their heads and forced their voices out, as if they did not want to miss this moment.
"Show us…"
