Domination

Lanvris looked at Matyr with an eerie smile.

"Your attack just now was not bad, but...."

He flicked his index finger. The small spinning ball shot forth. It forced Matyr's spear to change direction and smashed into her right shoulder.

Thud!

Matyr's right hand fell to the ground as blood poured out. She collapsed on one knee as the intense pain surged through her body.

Swish.

The crowd sucked in a deep breath. All the matches they had watched were fairly brutal. There had been matches that resulted in broken bones, or even fractured ribs, but this battle was a little too much.

It wasn't that they were frightened by the scene, they just didn't expect a battle amongst children to be this brutal. Then again, that was how the world worked. Kill or be killed!

Matyr looked up at Lanvris with defiance in her eyes. She gritted her teeth hardly.

'Damn it! Damn it! I can't believe I'm being humiliated by a kid. Master! Is this the stupid experience you wanted me to get?!'

"Ai, ai. That was a mistake. It seems I put too much power into the attack. But then again,you'll just regenerate right? After all, you are a vampire."

Lanvris said with a smile, but then he frowned. As if something had now dawned on him.

"Why are you not screaming in pain? That's strange, for a first year who has barely spent a year in the school"

"Hah! You think this small injury is enough to stop me?"

Matyr said as she struggled up.

Lanvris smiled again.

"You never cease to amaze me, Matyr Dhampir. In that case as an honor to you, I'll show some interest in this fight"

"Hah... What nonsense are you spouting?"

Matyr said as she stretched forth her hand. The spear came flying into her left hand. By this time the bleeding had stopped and the wound was slowly closing.

She gazed at her hand that lay on the ground. Instantly, it begun to vibrate and slowly melt. Within seconds, it had become a pool of blood. The blood flew towards her and hovered around her mouth. She took the blood into her mouth and gulped it.

.....

Princess Swallow-heaven almost jumped out of her seat.

'WHAT? Blood magick? That should only be available to vampires who are at least in my realm or higher. How is this girl using it? It was strange enough when she was recommended by the vampire clan of the lower realms. But now this? This is just...'

Master Vacto noticed Princess Swallow-heaven's weird behavior.

"Principal? Is something the matter?"

Princess Swallow-heaven composed her self and looked at Master Vacto in the eyes, she then looked away.

"No. It is nothing"

'No need to bother him with useless information. It is normal that nobody was able to identify the blood magick. I myself only found out during one of my expeditions in the upper realms.'

Blood magick was information that was only available to those of the upper realms. It was rare for people of the lower realms to know. But from the information Princess Swallow-heaven knew, blood magick was not magic. They were completely different even though they had the same mechanics.

Blood magick stemmed from the ability to control plasma force. It had nothing to do with mana. Plasma force was actually energy force that was absorbed into and refined by the blood. It was mostly available to only vampires.

Matyr attacked Lanvris with her spear. Lanvris squinted his eyes at Matyr.

'Hm? Something changed after she swallowed the blood'

He generated another compressed ball in front of his index finger. This time, instead of shooting it, he controlled it.

The ball flew towards Matyr's leg. She quickly dodged. Lanvris made several gestures with his index finger, and the ball flew back towards Matyr.

Matyr pulled back her spear and stabbed at the ball.

BOOM!

She got pushed back as her left hand shook from the impact.

"Are you sure you don't want to give up?"

"Shut it. You sound like the brat I fought with yesterday day"

"That mortal. Oh, wait! He's no more a mortal righ-"

Swosh!

Before Lanvris could finish, a spear tip flashed by him.

"Hoh?"

He said as blood dripped from a scratch on his cheek.

"You know its rude to interrupt others when they are talking right?"

Matyr smirked.

"Pissed?"

Lanvris frowned.

"No more jokes"

With that he stretched forth his hand with his palm wide open. The small ball flew into the sky and begun to spin vigorously. An erratic wind begun to blow as the ball became bigger.

Everyone looked up at the spinning ball. Matyr's mind was racing as she tried to figure out ways to counter.

"Don't bother trying to escape. It is already over"

He closed his hand sharply.

The large ball descended with immense speed and crushed unto Matyr.

Bang!

Matyr tried resisting with her spear, but it was futile. The ball smashed her into the ground creating a large crater.

Swish.

The ball disappeared.

Ms. Fleek quickly jumped unto the stage to check up on Matyr. After making sure Matyr was just unconscious she looked at Princess Swallow-heaven and nodded her head.

Princess Swallow-heaven stood from her seat.

"The final ranking match is over. Lanvris Secraf remains the first year king. As per every year, the student representative has the right to challenge the first year king a second time"

Princess Swallow-heaven waved her palm causing Matyr to jolt up. She looked straight into Matyr's eyes.

"Do you wish to challenge Lanvris Secraf a second time for the title?"

Matyr bit her lips. After some time she responded.

"Can I transfer my quota to another person?"

Princess Swallow-heaven raised a brow.

"Yes. It can be done"

"I see. Then, I transfer my quota to him"

She said as she pointed into the crowd.

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The tournament arc is about to end. About five chapters left. After that, the real shit begins. The organizations will start to move, while also the truth about Lenin's past will come haunting him.