The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Rufus' words made me realize that we had dawdled for a considerable amount of time. I hurried to catch up with his long strides. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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.

wearing blue masks. After a moment's observation, we learned that only those with invitations were allowed entry. I supposed we were in the right

then.

his invitation, and

on the walls, completely blocking out all the light. No lamps were in sight. Instead, candles lit up the place

cylinder. But we hadn't been given anything at all. I flagged down a nearby staff and asked, "Did you guys forget to

monoculars. We provide them to the members of the audience who might not be able to see clearly due to their distance

nodded in understanding

pulled me over to

eventually sat down at a platform that afforded us the perfect view of the stage, and there was ample space between the seats, ensuring

as our conversations were better kept

the curtains slowly rose before us, and a clown riding a unicycle appeared onstage. He proceeded to perform one dangerous

seated close to the stage I found myself flinching every time the clown approached. Despite knowing

the seconds ticked by. As it was, I noticed that the clown was wearing a unique

a microphone. I