Chapter 687

---- We're under attack from the rear, damn it! To arms, defend your positions!" The cries of the first responders set the rest of the soldiers into action.

The lieutenant turned toward the surrounding forest, where a group of warriors charged forward like enraged savages, shooting precise arrows and wielding deadly weapons.

Leading them was a massive black-haired man, roaring with his sword raised high.

He watched as the blade came down, severing the first soldiers head before the poor fool even had a chance to react.

It was the Duke of Everharthe would recognize him anywhere.

His bravery and ferocity in battle weren't just rumors.

"Defend the camp! We outnumber them! Dont let them inti" Bwah! A spray of blood burst from his lips.

His trembling fingers loosened, and he dropped the torch, which instantly ignited the fuel and the dry branches stacked nearby.

The soldier with delusions of grandeur looked down, seeing a clawed hand protruding from his chest.

Everyone had been so focused on fighting the new threat that they forgot a crucial detailyou never turn your back on a cornered beast.

scream was lost in the surrounding chaos, in the smoke rising from the

He turned, eyes wide with

wanted to speak, but only blood gushed from

suffocating himhis throat

pulling him close

day as the one where you almost caught a werewolf, you idiot." Aldo leaned in, his voice a guttural whisper against the mans

flung him like a

the forest, now!" They took advantage of the skirmish, the chaos, sprinting toward

crimson-stained earth, Elliots eyes locked onto the

for a

No words were needed.

had to hide from Elliots

had been cornering supernatural beings And for that reasonnone of

them all!" Elliot roared, kicking away a soldier who was about to

body sprawled on the ground, his face splattered with bloodpromises of

than fifteen minutes, they had wiped

and the

except for one.

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