Sun craft : Sol invictus

"Blood Craft: Scarlet Expansion."

The words had barely left Mordred's lips when a network of blood suddenly materialized, snaking across the floor with unnatural speed. Before Hilton could react, the crimson tendrils slipped beneath his feet, rapidly coiling upward to encase him in a sphere of blood.

Outside the scarlet barrier, the other hunters watched in horror as their captain vanished within the orb. Panic spread through their ranks.

"Is that.... A scarlet expansion?"

"That is one of the most deadliest skills a vampire Lord has based on what I heard."

"Does Captain stand a chance against that?"

Morgan, usually stoic in the face of danger, felt a chill run down his spine.

The urge to rush forward and help their leader was overwhelming, but Hilton's earlier words echoed in their minds: "Stand back. I'll handle this."