The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Rufus and I were hiding behind a wardrobe in the corner. We were surrounded by costumes with small openings between them that allowed us to peek outside.

The conjoined twins, who had just been pierced with a sword, lay barely conscious on the ground while clowns wearing a variety of masks stood around them, chatting and discussing.

"One of them still seems to have a chance. The sword hasn't hit any of his vital organs. Should we take them to the hospital?" the clown wearing the red mask, who was hosting the show just moments ago, asked as he prodded the twins' heads.

"You think doctors are morons like the audiences we have here? A real doctor would instantly figure out that they weren't born this way but are actually the result of a cruel experiment!" the blue-masked clown admonished in a contempt-filled tone.

I was shell-shocked and covered my mouth in horror. I couldn't believe that the twins were the result of cruel experimentation. This meant their bodies had been subjected to gruesome treatment to transform them to their current situation.

peeked at Rufus, whose face was grim and looked equally taken aback by

he took off his suit jacket to reveal his bulging muscles. He looked like a ruthless brute here, unlike in front of the audience, where

unlicensed doctor. Maybe they'll still

even more vexed. "Then we have to wait until darkness falls. Too many

kicked the conjoined twins, who were lying on the ground. Falling into a

have the courage

while the other one was still twitching, probably because of the pain. The long sword was

that attempting to remove

hiding spot for the clowns' next

forget about them. If we have to wait till dark, they will probably be dead anyway," a white-masked clown piped up. He seemed to be the least important person in the

the pink mask reached out and rapped his forehead. "Can't we wish for something better? We can't let them die so