In an instant, an unimaginable pressure swept through the entire vampire city like a tidal wave.
The air itself seemed to grow heavier, pressing down on every living being with an invisible force that felt like mountains collapsing from above. Streets once filled with noise fell completely silent as vampires—commoners and nobles alike—were crushed to their knees, their bodies trembling violently.
Even the proud nobles, who moments ago had been mocking Aamir, now couldn't lift their heads. Their bones creaked, their vision blurred, and their strength was utterly drained by the overwhelming presence. It wasn't just power—it was dominance.
Inside the royal palace, the reaction was no different.
The mighty Royal Vampire Guards, the elite warriors who guarded the throne, collapsed one by one, their weapons clattering against the marble floors. Not a single one could move an inch under the suffocating force.
