A tide of blood beasts surged toward the isolated city.
Far behind the city, emaciated Bronze Tier creatures were awakened in a vast expanse of cages.
Each wore a device on its chest that flashed red.
These were Spiritual Creatures Moonshadow Breath had captured from her own world to make Blood Brew.
Their potential had been wrung dry. They were on the brink of death.
Yet in Moonshadow Breath's hands, these Spiritual Creatures still served one crucial purpose.
It was also why she had stood out among the many vampires and earned a seat on the Elders Council.
"Inject the Tarafin Enhancer!"
At her command, thick needles plunged into the Spiritual Creatures.
Clawed hooks sank in, locked, and held fast.
The strange syringes, filled with a bright red liquid streaked with blue, were fixed to their bodies. Years of blood extraction had left the Spiritual Creatures numb to pain.
As the suspicious liquid slowly entered them, the enhancer rapidly burned through what little life force and soul they had left.
The flame started small, then swiftly grew.
Roar!
The return of long-lost strength drew hollow roars from the Spiritual Creatures.
But before they could vent their fury, red filled their eyes.
A command only they could understand reached them.
Every Spiritual Creature charged.
Their target was the tide of blood beasts outside the city.
Roar!
The Spiritual Creatures charged without fear of death, their minds feverishly excited.
Only one thought remained in their heads.
Kill.
Kill the creatures that dared invade.
Under the enhancer's effects, the Spiritual Creatures grew terrifyingly powerful.
Some even broke past their former limits, reaching Bronze Peak or even the threshold of Silver Tier.
One creature at that level would have held no advantage against the blood-beast tide.
But with hundreds of them, the situation was