Blackest Night Emperor, Dracula, Death

Donnie felt that he should do something—something he had thought he ought to do long ago, but had gradually deemed unnecessary with the passage of time. Now, it needed to be done. After thinking for a while, Donnie looked up again at Dracula, whose face had turned livid as he sneered repeatedly. Dracula simply grinned viciously at Donnie, showing not the slightest reverence toward this third-stage supreme being. After some thought, Donnie raised a hand. In an instant, a beautifully shaped ring appeared out of nowhere.