Hela of Hellene heaved a sigh of tiredness, pulled her body out of the chair she had been sitting in for the past three days of the departure, and walked to the exit door. She pushed it open, and she was welcomed by the brightness of the moon, which illuminated the room instantly. In fact, it was brighter than the candle that she lit on the wall.She examined the three bodies once again and hoped that they would wake up soon. It had been three good days since they left, and there had been no sign of Crows or anything to indicate that they were dead or alive. The few things she keeps doing are monitoring their bodies, keeping the hut safe, cleaning their bodies when necessary, and sleeping alongside them. She only went out when she thought it was safe to gather provisions and return to the hut.Hela didn't even bother to ask for news about what was going on in the region or at the king's palace. She didn't even have time to chat with her neighbor, let alone listen to the gossip of the
Still clutching tightly to Hela's ankles, the woman raises her feet, her body filled with grains, her eyes blazing red with fury, and Hela needs no one to tell her that she's doomed."I swear, it... I...I...didn't...do it—" a loud slap from the woman shut her up, forcing Hela to hold her cheek in shock. She looked at the woman, surprised at her strength. The sound of the slap reverberated through her ear, causing a tremendous headache.The woman snatched Hela's clothes and snarled, "Tell me, how should I skin you?""I will pay for your damages, but right now, there's something urgent that I need to do." As if listening to her voice, another crow came from the top of a nearby tree, and Hela forced herself to look up.The crow met her gaze, sending a terrible shiver down her spine and causing her to shiver. "Caw! Caw!! Caw!!!" The crow shouted, flapping its wings and diving straight for Hela.As soon as Hela saw the crow coming, an Idea crept into her mind. This woman won't listen to he
Theme: Rise! Roar!! Revolt!!!Rey Reed Smith ran into the city, sprinting through the outskirts and along the narrow streets in the middle land, hopping across the rooftops where it was quicker like a bird, and staying out of sight of the crowds below that were celebrating their returns and mourning for Drax at the same time.Rey Reed Smith knew he should stay with them, too, mourning for Drax and Gaius. They were both heroes. They died for a greater purpose—for the salvation of the middle land—and to revive him. Drax surrendered his life so he [Rey] could survive, be revived, and return to the middle land so he could save the people from the wrath of Xavier Knoll and stop the assault of Dylan Knoll and his companion, Caliste.Rey knew he shouldn't be doing this alone. He should at least inform Kusandra and leave Garry to mourn his brother. But Rey didn't need that. With his new-found power from the blood lord, the strength given to him by the fountain water, and the skills he learned
Dylan kicked his horse harder, riding with determination, knowing fully well that every minute he spent on the ride was precious.Behind him, riding with the same fury as their leader, were a hundred fierce warriors. All of them were kicking their horses, holding the reins with one hand while the other was holding a silver spear. They aim forward as if expecting any unexpected attack or ambush. But they were not; it’s how Dylan trained them. He had been breeding these hundreds of warriors ever since they were eighteen.He chose hundreds of hardened wolves from his pack, and trained them himself with combat, becoming in sync with their wolf, and how to use different weapons other than claws. He had been breeding them for a day like this ever since the death of Xavier Knoll, the Alpha that was killed by Sebastian years ago.Dylan was sure that he would catch his victims unaware. Sebastian wasn't expecting such a seizure; he was certain of it. That’s because no one in the middle land, or
Dylan held a flaming torch in his hand as he galloped out in front of his army and then leaned over to light the thatched roof of the Moabites men. As he did this, the roof caught fire, burning immediately and spreading, too.The battle between him and the commander didn't last more than fifteen minutes, while his men took care of the Moabites soldiers. Dylan complimented the commander’s men. They were skilled and well-trained. Nevertheless, they can’t match Dylan’s men. His men were faster, brutish, and fierce. They easily cut down the Moab’s soldiers.In a matter of minutes, Dylan had managed to set the entire village on fire. He galloped through the streets, circling again and again, killing those that managed to make it out of their house unharmed. All around him, his men did the same. They killed every living thing that came in their path and chased those that were running for safety.Dylan kept circling all the streets of Moab as the screaming of men pierced the atmosphere. The
Thick smoke filled the atmosphere. The weather was so dark, and great heat filled the surroundings. The high mountain has been scattered and torn down because of the fatal clashes between the two beings.Rey Reed Smith rolled on the earth, his body healing slowly and his breath rough. His face was filled with dirt. All the bruises on his body were starting to heal, too. He groaned, spilled blood, and cleaned his mouth.He gathered all the strength in his body, summoned his Alpha power, and yanked himself up. He shakes his head and repositions himself, facing his enemy.“We can do this all day,” the second man said, smiling. “This is one of the reasons why I chose you. You had great endurance. You won't give up easily. You're the perfect vessel for me.”Rey Reed scoffed, “Lord Rey, or whatever you called yourself, you had made a great mistake by messing with the wrong being.”Lord Rey shakes his head to show that Rey Reed Smith was wrong. He knew what he was doing. He will never make a
Rey Reed Smith galloped on the horse that was given to him by Gaius, racing across the desert land and heading toward the tavern that was located on the outskirts of the town. By the time he crossed the Isengard border and arrived at Ai, the first sun was shining brightly.Rey reduced the speed of his horse, throttling gently into the town. After another hour of riding, he jumped off his horse, held his reins, and tried looking for a clue.Gaius had told him that the bandits who kidnapped Garry came in this direction. He told him that they were wearing armor and bearing the flag of the Ai men. Rey didn't waste any time. He chased after them immediately.Luckily, he was able to catch up with one of them on his way here. The man he caught was dying. He was suffering from a fever, forcing his men to leave him behind. They probably thought he wouldn't make it. He will only slow their journey down.Rey was lucky to meet the man some minutes before he breathed his last breath. He was the on
Eventually, Rey couldn't stand the disgusting face of the bartender anymore. He was overwhelmed with rage and the urge to fight. He needs something to unleash his anger on. He wants someone to feel the pain he felt in his dream. Unfortunately, the bartender and his men had just become the perfect scapegoat he needed.As the innkeeper's men lunged at him, Rey wasted no time; he darted toward them. He has been trained to fight with multiple men on multiple occasions. Besides, Rey had a gut feeling that he was used to a situation like this.The only thing Rey did was feel a little bad for these men. They didn't know who he was. They were humans, but he was not. He was different from them. He was a night-walking creature.A huge man raised his hand to hit Rey, and the latter dove, grabbing his hand in the same motion and then throwing him over his shoulder. Without hesitation, Rey spun around and back-kicked another man in his manhood. He stepped back to avoid a plank as another man swung