The monstrous silence that had taken over the arena remained heavy even several seconds after the absurd destruction caused by Victor. The colossal wall had simply ceased to exist, along with a good part of the structures behind it. Technicians from Headquarters were already beginning to appear at specific points using blood magic to prevent the damage from continuing to spread throughout the main arena.
Even so, no one could really take their eyes off Victor.
He remained standing before the enormous hole created by his own punch while the wind slowly swept through the perfect opening left in the structure. There was no visible arrogance in his posture. No provocation. No exaggerated pride.
And that, somehow, made everything worse.
On the upper floor reserved for the monsters who truly commanded the Vampire Kingdom, several eyes remained fixed on the main arena.
Kayn Valentine observed all this in absolute silence.
