Salute To The General

A few werewolves dashed forward in Nikola's direction.

He let out a cold snicker. His right hand reached for the corner of his cloak and waved it casually.

The cloak somehow formed a shield, sending gushes of strong wind in the werewolves' direction.

The werewolves were sent hurling in a projectile.

Nikola sniggered. "Weredogs will be weredogs. Your filthy race has nothing on vampires."

The werewolves were vexed by his remarks, and a number of powerful fighters were about to teach the insolent vampire a lesson. However, Moab's voice rang right then.

"How dare a mere baron of the vampires tries to stir trouble in my turf?"

Though Moab's voice was not loud, it reverberated through the crowd.

Nikola shuddered upon hearing his voice. The smug look on his face disappeared, and he appeared to be writhing in pain. Moab's voice had shattered his very being.

He clutched his chest in agony as he staggered to steady himself. However, in the end, Nikola stumbled to the floor.

his downfall cheered in

even

and Max led their

along. Who gave you the audacity to come here

here on the viscount, Lord Antonio's, orders to greet Admiral Max. I do not intend to intrude." Moab furrowed his brows and cast a puzzled look at

seemed intrigued

werewolves that he had formed an acquaintance with. He smiled and

the vampire was here to see

off him. His whole body relaxed as

did not bother

respect to

powerful men in Ariarica, or one would even say one of the strongest humans to grace the earth, Nikola appeared to

At the same time, he has gotten news that you are looking for people to get rid of Nathan.

intrigued

in Adrune-the werewolves and the

and

would only be activated in werewolves on nights with full

would come out to hunt in the middle