The silence did not last.
It could not last.
Because what had just been proven, again and again, was no longer something that could be contained within quiet disbelief, and the moment the eighth result fully settled into the minds of everyone present, the entire atmosphere broke apart like something fragile that had been held together for far too long.
Voices erupted.
Not in order.
Not in reason.
But in chaos.
"This is impossible!"
"How can this be real!"
"No… no, this is wrong!"
"They must have cheated!"
"There is something wrong with the test!"
The gathered vampires could no longer hold themselves back, their earlier restraint collapsing as they spoke over one another, their voices filled with agitation, confusion, and something deeper that they did not want to admit.
Fear.
Because if this was real, then everything they knew about bloodlines, about talent, about rarity, would be shaken to its core.
