"Release him this instant!" Ulrich commanded, channeling his mana to create a blood spear. The blood oozed from Ulrich's hand, shaping itself into a spear with a menacing metallic hue, indicating its strength comparable to tempered steel.
The blood spear shot toward Vlad with breakneck speed, but it was effortlessly halted mid-air by a casual glance from Vlad. The spear then disintegrated into droplets of blood, absorbed effortlessly by Vlad.
"Thanks for the meal. Is there more?" Vlad provocatively asked, his gaze challenging.
Witnessing the unbelievable scene, Ulrich's eyes widened. What he saw surpassed even his worst-case scenario. He knew Vlad would be powerful, but the displayed technique was beyond anything he had imagined.