Dark Night had already frozen in fear by the time Han Wu drained the fourth vampire to death. She only came to her senses once all her summoned vampires lay lifeless. Raising her thin arms, she surrendered without hesitation.0

Just as she did, Han Wu appeared behind her, his golden fangs hovering a breath away from her neck. If she had hesitated even a second longer, he would have sunk his fangs into her and drained her nearly dry. Dark Night trembled, cold sweat slicking her skin. She had never imagined her opponent could be so ruthless.0

The Blood Coliseum always enforced fairness. Once she surrendered,...1