Lord Carlisle and Lord Severis stepped out of the Arena, only to watch a young man roaring in rage. The body of a Vampire was lying on his feet.
"That's him! Alazar! The bastard that destroyed my Castle! What luck! He's right before me!" Lord Severis licked his lips in excitement as he took a step toward Atlas.
Lord Carlisle stepped before Lord Severis, stopping him. "I think you should wait for a little while."
"Why?" Lord Severis gazed at his friend in confusion. After a long time, he had his enemy before him, and he was being told to wait?
"He doesn't look to be in his right mind." Lord Carlisle smiled. "It is clear that he is under the influence of Bloodlust. We should observe his fighting skills under Blood Lust. It's better to see just how strong he is now before we make our move."