The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

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I told myself that we would find Arron soon, and made sure that I had enough energy for the inevitable battle waiting for us.

Rufus pulled the map out of his pocket. I peered over his shoulder, dumbstruck at what I was seeing. It looked just like an abstract artwork done by some kindergartener! I frowned at the mess of lines and colors. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that this... thing had been designed to purposely confuse and mislead people.

"How are we supposed to read this?" I muttered under my breath.

"We're heading south," Rufus said without missing a beat, though he did take a few additional glances at the map before folding it again. He then led me down a side road.

I trailed behind him readily. He always had better navigation skills than me. I had every confidence that he would take us to our destination without a hitch.

Sure enough, after passing through a sparse forest, we arrived at a mushroom-shaped building about six floors high.

fenced off by a white railing, and two men stood guard at the entrance, both of them wearing blue masks. After a moment's observation, we learned that only those with invitations were

then.

invitation, and then

Instead, candles lit up the place

everyone around us was wielding a short, wand-like cylinder. But we hadn't been given anything at all. I flagged down a

man simply shook his head and said, "No. Those are monoculars. We provide them to the members of the audience who might not be

understanding and said nothing

me over

seats. We eventually sat down at a platform that afforded us the perfect view of the stage, and there was

as our conversations were better kept

long, the curtains slowly rose before us, and a clown riding a unicycle

myself flinching every time the clown approached. Despite knowing that it was

As it was, I noticed that the clown

he picked up a microphone. I realized belatedly that he was also the host of the damn