Pay with Blood

The grand hall was filled with an aura of anticipation as the three great clans of the Sea Folk realm, House Halrid, House Bigmag, and House Gladwrath, gathered to attend the trial by combat. Michael, the Dark Lord, stood at the center of the hall, his presence commanding and intimidating. He patiently waited for the final group to arrive, eager to see who dared to take the spirit child from his realm.

Suddenly, the space around him distorted once again, and a swirling vortex appeared. Out of the portal stepped a group of mermons, their golden robes shimmering in the light. Their arrogant eyes scanned the hall, exuding an air of superiority that made even the most powerful cultivators in the room feel small. But when their eyes landed on Michael, their expressions shifted to one of stunned disbelief.