Looking down at the battlefield, Rex could see the Field Spells were being made.
In mere moments, fissures began to tear through the earth—their jagged edges pulsating like blood vessels with an ominous crimson glow. Naturally, it started from the earth beneath the main Enchanter, Carmilla, and widened, suffusing with a deep vibrant red hue.
From these ruptures emerged pools of shimmering scarlet liquid, scattered across the field.
Each throbbed with strong ancient blood energy, the Pristine Blood Energy of the Vampires.
A higher version of the normal blood energy, reserved only for the strong.
Root-like tendrils extended from these blood pools, spreading across the battlefield akin to twisted veins. In each passing moment, Rex could evidently feel the air grow heavy with the essence of Vampiric power, and the Vampires, attuned to this dark magic, found themselves invigorated by the surging blood energy.