The moment the forming shape completed itself, the entire arena seemed to lose its ability to breathe.
Nine had already shattered every belief they held.
Nine had already forced them to question everything they knew about bloodline, about limits, about what a vampire could become.
And yet—
Before they could even begin to recover from that shock—
The impossible continued.
The tenth drop hovered above Cornelia's head, darker than the ones before, heavier in a way that no one could describe with words alone, as if it carried not just power, but a weight that came from something far beyond their comprehension.
No one moved.
No one spoke.
Because even the thought of acknowledging it felt dangerous.
"…Tenth…"
The word came out from somewhere within the crowd, barely more than a whisper, yet it carried across the entire arena, sinking into every ear like something forbidden.
"That… that cannot exist…"
