The Elder Vampire

A red mist completely clouded the figure. The fog was no different than Michael's cloud of darkness. Only the cloud enveloping the figure was dark crimson red. The stench of blood in the air doubled after the figure appeared. The strong scent nauseated Michael and he was no stranger to the smell of blood. Involuntarily Olivia stepped closer to Michael as the judges stared at the figure shivering in the air. They waited for the guards but to no avail.

"Where are the guards?" Olivia whispered,

"Boys, slow down," the figure's voice echoed through the arena. Only then did they witness people in the arena getting bitten by someone enveloped in the red mist just like the one in the air. The people who got bitten from behind exploded afterward.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"