Meanwhile, in the calm sea of the red ocean, a fleet was sailing smoothly into the hidden land of vampires. Each ship raised a different flag of their proud nation as proof of their participation in the war of the century. A night that would dictate the new era.
In one of the ships, a man stood by the deck. His silver eyes glinted, gazing at the infinite darkness of the ocean. Ismael had gone into this land twice. Thus, he was aware of the deceptive ocean that hid the most cruel and powerful land in the world.
The Mainland.
The vampires' breeding ground is where all the vampires from all across the globe come from. That included Abel Grimsbanne. The man who was behind all of this.
"You might die tonight." Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind him until the woman stood beside him.
Ismael turned his head, only to see Veronika in her armor suit. "The same goes for you. Your life might end tonight."
