Three! Two! One! Fight!

A few seconds after Virgil clapped his hands, ten vampires landed in front of him.

"These are the ten best champions. You can choose any of them to fight."

"I can fight all of them if you want me to. But you better keep your promise, or this night might become a tragic night for the vampires. And instead of celebrating it every year, they will mourn," Rudy asserted with a serious look on his face.

A red-haired vampire bowed before Virgil and said, "My king! Let me fight this insolent! I will show him his place!"

"Are you sure about this, Victus? You don't know what he can do or what powers he possesses. Once you have stepped in the ring and the duel has begun, none can stop it," Virgil uttered in a solemn voice.

"I am certain, my king! I cannot allow an outsider to insult you like this!"

"Very well." Virgil glanced at the other nine vampires and said, "Thank you for the consideration. I have decided to choose Victus. Please, go back and enjoy the show."