Sailles was cold-blooded, but she was definitely not moved by the vampire's sorrow-filled eyes. Her attention caught onto the part of his speech where the werewolf attacked them because she became the mate of the Bloodsucking clan's Supreme Elder.
Now, she was fully confident that she was not the vampire's mate.
In the entire Nar realm, there were no races that respected the mates of other races more than the werewolves. This may be due to the fact that their population was few and they treasured their mates. Either way, they did not attack others mates' without having a strong reason to.
And that strong reason related to the safety of their own mates.
Moreover, it was impossible for the vampires to form mate bonds. Therefore, she could not have possibly formed a mate bond with the vampire in front of everyone. That is, unless he deceived everyone else and created an illusion of mate bond formation between him and herself.
And even then, the matter was questionable. Because the main point, that werewolves did not attack the mates of other races without a strong valid reason, still remained.
However, the same could not be said for the vampire.
"So, I challenged all the races because of the werewolf?"
"Yes. So, you need to stay away from him, otherwise, the matter might not need at just going against the races this time." Luke took her hand into his, his expression serious and firm.
Unfortunately for Luke, he was striving for nothing. He was so caught up in trying to build barriers between Sailles and the werewolf king that he was not even aware of the fact that he unintentionally created a rift between them.
"Okay, enough about this topic. Tell me what is going on with the Bloodsucking clan? Why are these little kids preaching about supporting their elders and youngsters?" Sailles had had enough of the truth and lies of this guy.
She could not understand.
'Why in the world is he doing this? If he truly likes me as I have perceived, then surely he knows that it takes sincerity to move a female's heart?'
'Unless, he does not even like me, but believes he does?'
As she thought up to here, she could not help feeling strange.
'The supreme elder of the Bloodsucking clan did not know how to tell if he liked someone?'
That seemed impossible. Because if that was true, then his thousands of years of living would have been in vain. To not even know whether he liked someone or not, was no longer a simple matter.
She needed to find out what was going on with this vampire and why he was intentionally deceiving her.
"The Bloodsucking clan has been experiencing shortages of food sources. This might be due to the growing population of the clan or the decreasing numbers of races in the realm. Either way, the vampires are having problems in securing clean blood sources." Luke was nonchalant as he said this.
As a leading figure of the clan, he was more than aware of the problems in the clan. He knew that there was more to the feeding issue of the vampires than met the eye.
This was not a matter of just securing food sources. This was a matter of weakening, then slowly wiping out the clan. It was also for the same reason that he attacked the Werewolf and Snake clans. Someone was trying to manipulate him into wiping out the two clans to ensure the vampire clans' safety and security.
"Considering the fact that most races in the realm have poison in their veins and the rapid extinction of more than half of the weaker races, it would only be a matter of time before more races start facing similar problems." Sailles was more worried about this part.
For once the races in the realm started facing feeding problems, fear of higher clans powers and abilities would no longer be able to ward them. In fact, fear would no longer have any effect on hungry masses and that would begin the start of the end.
The Nar realm would go up in blazing and erupting flames, every creature looking out only for themselves, disregarding the safety of their clan as they focused on their own.
Right now, it was already hell here. After every beast in this hell was unleashed, what sort of a storm would hit the realm, and even the seven realms?
The image chilled Sailles's heart.
Such a matter could not be allowed to take place. She needed to find out what was going on!
***
On the far north of the Nar realm, there was an ice flame mountain that intermittently produced eerie shrieks and grievous howls in the desolate landscape.
Beneath this ice flame mountain, dark smoke and black fog continuously flowed out, masking the black bones and decrepit creatures stretching out from the gaping black holes. From the sunken eye sockets and widely opened mouths, it was obvious that they were attempting to escape from the horror behind them.
Deep inside the cave was a huge black stone platform. On the platform laid the unconscious bodies of many races. Red light glowed, lighting the ancient symbols and ruins carved on the wide dais, spreading an eerie blood-red radiance in the dark cave.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Please stop, stop!"
"Don't do this! Please! We will take an oath of eternal servitude to you. Please, just stop!"
"Please, spare us! We will do everything you say!"
"Ahhhhh!"
The agonized shrieks and cries of the different races reverberated in the red light, filling the gloomy atmosphere with despair and misery.
The bodies twitched and convulsed as they thrashed their limbs on the black stone in pain. Soon, black smoke started flowing out of their seven orifices, covering the stone platform in a mass of darkness.
Looking closer at the shrieking black forms, one could make out the appearances of the beasts aging and decaying with the naked eye. In less than a heartbeat, the struggling figures turned still, dry and withered, their cries dying out. The black cave was soon enveloped in absolute silence, darkness cloaking the grotesque bodies below.
In that darkness, wretched and deformed faces with glowing red eyes could be perceived. The red eyes swept around the cave and the black smoke receded.
What appeared were the figures of pink goblins, little feys, omincorns, white eyed seers, and black winged humans among many other magical species with golden blood. Races that had gone extinct overnight. These races stood in silence as a black light flashed through their dark eyes, the only abnormality in their perfectly normal appearances.
"Go! Get me what I want! Get me the gem and do not come back without doing so." An eerie, cold voice resounded in the dark environment, resonating in the silent cave.
"Yes, Master!" The voices chorused together, before disappearing in a puff of black smoke.
Soon, the dark cave was emptied, the black platform, the only evidence of the dark ritual that took place.
"Soon, very soon, it will begin....." The sinister whisper swept around the empty cave, passed through the black ground and walls, seeping out into the dull red sky of the Nar realm.