Lecia walked to the center of the room and held out her right hand.
The light in the office began to converge and distort, coalescing above her palm into a constantly shifting illusion.
First, a roiling, blood-colored mist appeared.
Within the mist, the phantoms of countless creatures roared, merged, and devoured one another.
Dragon scales, demonic claws, feathered wings, compound eyes... various features of powerful creatures flashed and then collapsed, finally gathering into a vague, violent humanoid form.
"The Bloodline School."
Lecia's voice was cold. "They believe that 'power comes from the flesh, and evolution begins with plunder.' Their primary method is to optimize their own life sequence by transplanting, devouring, and fusing the bloodlines of powerful creatures from other planes."
