Wrath Of The Woman Scorned
Just like a mirage, as if he was never there in the first place, Sigfrid Lean Merlin vanished from the stage. The next time he appeared, he was standing above the stormy sky. Orin, who had turned into his original form, became Sigfrid's mount as he waited for the real match to begin. "Look, Orin. The big shots of the vampire race are here as well. I bet they have their own champion to proceed with their plans."
"Those bloodsuckers are always trouble, Master!" The wyvern scoffed. "Master Otoh told me that the vampires are planning to conspire with the new Beast King and they are doing everything they can to let their champion win."