Blood Matriarch

Drastic changes took place in the vampire clan's hidden dimension as days rolled into weeks and months, and very quickly one year went by and the next quickly followed. 

From shock to elation and to further shock the vampire clansman observed in stupefaction the dull streams of blood gradually turned lustrous crimson, pure to a borderline holy level in their eyes, to the extent where the radiations from the blood essence pools had afflicted the atmosphere, an overcast crimson sky that began to shower with blood. 

Not only did the ground swallow these droplets of blood as nourishment but even the people below the sky welcomed the change with open arms, fervent to the extent of prostrating and praying to an obscure God even they didn't know existed. 

These minute yet subtle details hadn't escaped the eyes of Siegfried and although he felt that something had definitely changed— it was only his intuition speaking yet even that was dulled to his senses.