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Standing in front of the many apparatus where liquids were flowing from each device, Rehan watched with his chin propped on his fist. Seeing how there weren't any reactions from the experiments, he was left unsatisfied.
The apparatus in front of him was huge and tall, where it was made of glass and was placed on a huge table. The design of the apparatus was quite complicated where the tubes intertwined all over the places, making it look like the insides of an ant hill.
Rehan was in one of his secret laboratories in the mansion where they held Makena, Bastian and Amber. The room he was in was huge, where it nearly took up the whole floor of the mansion. On the left side of the room, there were a couple of examination beds where he would conduct his 'autopsy' and test. On the right side of the room, there were several cabinets that held his potions, concoctions, test outputs and other ingredients. And on the wall where it faced the entrance to the lab was his devices and tools for his experiments. And in front of the wall itself and in the middle of the room, there was a huge cauldron, similar to the one Paccia has in her house.
He walked over to one of the cabinets and using his synthetic rubber gloves, he took out several test tubes. Inside, there were dark red liquids that looked like blood. He then walked to one of the tables nearby and placed them on the empty test tube rack. He grabbed a spoon and scooped up some powder from a bowl that was on the table and poured it into each of the test tubes.
After several seconds, there was a popping sound coming out from the test tubes. Once the sounds had subsided, he grabbed the test tubes and brought it over to his many apparatus. He opened one of the lids and poured the content in. After he was done, he took a step back.
A few minutes later, the gleam in his eyes brightened as the liquids in the apparatus began to change color and started to glimmer. He walked over to one of the lids and took a swipe. A teardrop solidified dark red liquid appeared on his glove-covered finger.
He looked at it with satisfaction on his face. He then grabbed an empty glass flask and wiped his finger on the drip, watching as the solidified liquid slid down inside.
Rehan then went back to the apparatus and opened the lid once more, watching as more of the liquids poured into the flask, making it half-full.
He was watching the flow of the liquids around the apparatus where there was a voice, sounding impressed with the mechanisms in the rooms.
Rehan frowned as he looked over at where Krys, the young warlock was sitting near one of the examination beds.
Rehan had long known about this warlock whom Zant had taken under his wings for a while. At first, he had thought he was quite stupid and ignorant, similiar to his mentor. But after he had discretely watched over him, he found that he wasn't as he seems to be. He was sneakier and cunning, compared to Zant. Hence why after the death of Zant, he did not call the others to kill him, rather brought him over.
Nowadays, Krys had been following him around, self-proclaiming to be Rehan's right-hand. Most of the time, the latter would ignore him, just what he was doing at the moment.
Once he was done, he closed the lid of the apparatus and the flask. He placed the flask on the table and was about to write on his notebook about his findings when the door to his laboratory was opened.
He frowned, displeased at being interrupted, especially when he was doing his experiments.
Krys looked over and his eyes widened as he began to smile. He got up and walked over to the door.
At the door, the same man who was dragging Bastian, walked in. Behind him was Bastian, who was lying on the floor after being dragged over. There were bruises on his body, arms and face from the frictions of carpets and flooring.
Fortunately, he was still conscious and wasn't in much pain. But his throat was dry and parched after much yelling. He could only growl and snarl.
Krys sniggered as he watched the squirming young shifter on the floor.
Rehan walked over and looked down at the snarling young shifter. "Is this him?" he asked coldly.
The man nodded.
"Put him on the bed and chained him up."
"Yes, Lord Rehan!"
The man tugged on the chains and continued to drag Bastian. He then carried the young shifter up, skillfully avoiding the weakly flailing fists. He quickly chained the young shifter onto the bed, locking the chains up, preventing him from getting up.
Krys began to playfully poke Bastian on the side, irritating the latter.
Rehan then walked over and studied the angry young shifter from top to bottom. He then ordered the man to get out of the room.
Soon after, all that was left were Rehan, Krys and Bastian, who was snarling and growling at the former. When Rehan got closer, Bastian tried to spit on him but the former was able to avoid it.
With disgust on his face, he punched the young shifter on the face. "Juvenile," he muttered.
He took out a syringe and stabbed it in Bastian's arm. At the back, Krys could be heard sniggering.
Bastian started to feel sleepy as his sight began to blur. He tried to keep awake, blinking his eyes furiously.
In the end, he could only growled out, "You b*stard," before falling unconscious.
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[Warning! In this chapter, there will be gore, blood and death!]
A few kilometers away, huge shifters were heading their way to the mansion. It was fortunate that there was nothing between the mansion and their meet point, other than trees and other vegetation. Basically, there were no signs of infrastructure nor settlements in the area. Hence the shifters could freely run straight towards the mansion, without fearing of exposure.
Elias was leading the pack, followed by the Cesaro Alpha and the other packmates.
Artemis, the name of the Cesaro's Alpha's werewolf, growled as he ran together with Elias. "Are you sure this is the right way?" he was feeling frustrated. They had been running for more than an hour, they still have not seen a single brick of the mansion, much less something that can show them that they were going on the right path.
Elias growled back. "This is what the Cairin Alpha told us."
Artemis took a sniff around and grumbled. "Can't find any scent of anything at all."
They continued their run for a few more minutes, following Elias when suddenly, they heard a small cracking sound to their left.
The shifters immediately stopped and went on guard.
After there were no longer any sounds, Artemis turned around and looked at his pack. He gestured at Skoll, who was Paxon's wolf counterpart, ordering without words to check the area.
Skoll nodded.
He swiftly moved to the side and crouched on all fours, heading towards where the sound came from earlier. When he reached the side, he burrowed further on the ground and soon after, he jumped in, with his paw leaned back. He then pushed his paw forward, which apparently hit someone, eliciting a scream out of them.
Minutes later, there were sounds of scurrying around as there were black shadows moving about after Skoll's surprised attack.
Artemis' eyes narrowed when he saw groups of warlocks coming out of the hiding.
Once exposed, some of the warlocks began to chant. However, they were slow as the shifters immediately got into action.
Dane, who was standing at the back of the pack, together with some of the Kendall packs, too joined in. He ran towards those who were chanting their spells. He wanted to kill them before they could manage to cast the spell.
When he arrived at their side, he was blocked by a couple of rogues. His eyes narrowed. It seems that there weren't just warlocks, there were also rogues with them.
Kaius jumped in to stand beside Dane. He growled. "Deng. There's rogues here too?"
"Enough talking, just kill them," Dane ordered.
Kaius nodded.
Dane swiftly jumped on one of the rogues, startling the two rogues. His paw pressing down on the chest of the rogue. When the other rogue was about to jump on him from behind, without turning around, Dane had stretched out his other paw. He gripped the neck of the rogue in his paw, tightening it.
He then swung the rogue around and then tossed the latter to the chanting warlocks, successfully stopping them mid-chant.
The rogue underneath his paw was growling and trying to claw his way out. Dane continued to press down on the chest, forcing the former to spurt blood. Just then, Dane's claws sharpened and it stabbed through the chest of the rogue. With a swipe of his claws, the mane of the rogue was torn off. Before the rogue could react, Dane continued to stab through the chest and his paw fisted the rogue's heart. With a second length gap, he crushed the beating heart in his paw, spurting blood all over.
Watching how the shifter crushed the rogue's heart so easily, the warlocks began to feel petrified.
They wanted to run away but they were too late as Kaius and Aric, the wolf-counterpart of Latham appeared before them. There were traces of blood on Aric's dark brown mane and fangs. It seems like he had quite a battle as well before confronting the warlocks.
Together, Kaius and Aric jumped on the warlocks.
Grabbing one of the staves that the warlocks were holding, Kaius stabbed it straight in one of the warlocks' eyes. As though that was not enough, ignoring the scream of the warlock, Kaius used the same stave to drag it down, cutting through the middle of the warlock's neck and down to the spine. The warlock died with his body in a 'v' shape upside down.
Not wanting to lose to Kaius, Aric chased after the remaining fleeing warlocks. He grabbed two of them by their napes and pushed them down to the ground. He then dragged them across the ground, facedown. It was literally, 'eat dirt' kind of concept.
Aric grinned widely, which actually made him look more terrifying.
He pulled up one of the warlocks, his paw still gripping the nape. The warlock's face was covered with dirt and there were traces of scratches all over, apparently from the friction of the ground.
With a flick of Aric's wrist, he broke the neck of the warlock, rendering him dead.
Aric grinned even wider after he tossed the dead warlock away. He leaned down, closer at the quivering warlock underneath him and said, "Lets have fun, shall we?"
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Standing in front of the many apparatus where liquids were flowing from each device, Rehan watched with his chin propped on his fist. Seeing how there weren't any reactions from the experiments, he was left unsatisfied.
The apparatus in front of him was huge and tall, where it was made of glass and was placed on a huge table. The design of the apparatus was quite complicated where the tubes intertwined all over the places, making it look like the insides of an ant hill.
Rehan was in one of his secret laboratories in the mansion where they held Makena, Bastian and Amber. The room he was in was huge, where it nearly took up the whole floor of the mansion. On the left side of the room, there were a couple of examination beds where he would conduct his 'autopsy' and test. On the right side of the room, there were several cabinets that held his potions, concoctions, test outputs and other ingredients. And on the wall where it faced the entrance to the lab was his devices and tools for his experiments. And in front of the wall itself and in the middle of the room, there was a huge cauldron, similar to the one Paccia has in her house.
He walked over to one of the cabinets and using his synthetic rubber gloves, he took out several test tubes. Inside, there were dark red liquids that looked like blood. He then walked to one of the tables nearby and placed them on the empty test tube rack. He grabbed a spoon and scooped up some powder from a bowl that was on the table and poured it into each of the test tubes.
After several seconds, there was a popping sound coming out from the test tubes. Once the sounds had subsided, he grabbed the test tubes and brought it over to his many apparatus. He opened one of the lids and poured the content in. After he was done, he took a step back.
A few minutes later, the gleam in his eyes brightened as the liquids in the apparatus began to change color and started to glimmer. He walked over to one of the lids and took a swipe. A teardrop solidified dark red liquid appeared on his glove-covered finger.
He looked at it with satisfaction on his face. He then grabbed an empty glass flask and wiped his finger on the drip, watching as the solidified liquid slid down inside.
Rehan then went back to the apparatus and opened the lid once more, watching as more of the liquids poured into the flask, making it half-full.
He was watching the flow of the liquids around the apparatus where there was a voice, sounding impressed with the mechanisms in the rooms.
Rehan frowned as he looked over at where Krys, the young warlock was sitting near one of the examination beds.
Rehan had long known about this warlock whom Zant had taken under his wings for a while. At first, he had thought he was quite stupid and ignorant, similiar to his mentor. But after he had discretely watched over him, he found that he wasn't as he seems to be. He was sneakier and cunning, compared to Zant. Hence why after the death of Zant, he did not call the others to kill him, rather brought him over.
Nowadays, Krys had been following him around, self-proclaiming to be Rehan's right-hand. Most of the time, the latter would ignore him, just what he was doing at the moment.
Once he was done, he closed the lid of the apparatus and the flask. He placed the flask on the table and was about to write on his notebook about his findings when the door to his laboratory was opened.
He frowned, displeased at being interrupted, especially when he was doing his experiments.
Krys looked over and his eyes widened as he began to smile. He got up and walked over to the door.
At the door, the same man who was dragging Bastian, walked in. Behind him was Bastian, who was lying on the floor after being dragged over. There were bruises on his body, arms and face from the frictions of carpets and flooring.
Fortunately, he was still conscious and wasn't in much pain. But his throat was dry and parched after much yelling. He could only growl and snarl.
Krys sniggered as he watched the squirming young shifter on the floor.
Rehan walked over and looked down at the snarling young shifter. "Is this him?" he asked coldly.
The man nodded.
"Put him on the bed and chained him up."
"Yes, Lord Rehan!"
The man tugged on the chains and continued to drag Bastian. He then carried the young shifter up, skillfully avoiding the weakly flailing fists. He quickly chained the young shifter onto the bed, locking the chains up, preventing him from getting up.
Krys began to playfully poke Bastian on the side, irritating the latter.
Rehan then walked over and studied the angry young shifter from top to bottom. He then ordered the man to get out of the room.
Soon after, all that was left were Rehan, Krys and Bastian, who was snarling and growling at the former. When Rehan got closer, Bastian tried to spit on him but the former was able to avoid it.
With disgust on his face, he punched the young shifter on the face. "Juvenile," he muttered.
He took out a syringe and stabbed it in Bastian's arm. At the back, Krys could be heard sniggering.
Bastian started to feel sleepy as his sight began to blur. He tried to keep awake, blinking his eyes furiously.
In the end, he could only growled out, "You b*stard," before falling unconscious.
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[Warning! In this chapter, there will be gore, blood and death!]
A few kilometers away, huge shifters were heading their way to the mansion. It was fortunate that there was nothing between the mansion and their meet point, other than trees and other vegetation. Basically, there were no signs of infrastructure nor settlements in the area. Hence the shifters could freely run straight towards the mansion, without fearing of exposure.
Elias was leading the pack, followed by the Cesaro Alpha and the other packmates.
Artemis, the name of the Cesaro's Alpha's werewolf, growled as he ran together with Elias. "Are you sure this is the right way?" he was feeling frustrated. They had been running for more than an hour, they still have not seen a single brick of the mansion, much less something that can show them that they were going on the right path.
Elias growled back. "This is what the Cairin Alpha told us."
Artemis took a sniff around and grumbled. "Can't find any scent of anything at all."
They continued their run for a few more minutes, following Elias when suddenly, they heard a small cracking sound to their left.
The shifters immediately stopped and went on guard.
After there were no longer any sounds, Artemis turned around and looked at his pack. He gestured at Skoll, who was Paxon's wolf counterpart, ordering without words to check the area.
Skoll nodded.
He swiftly moved to the side and crouched on all fours, heading towards where the sound came from earlier. When he reached the side, he burrowed further on the ground and soon after, he jumped in, with his paw leaned back. He then pushed his paw forward, which apparently hit someone, eliciting a scream out of them.
Minutes later, there were sounds of scurrying around as there were black shadows moving about after Skoll's surprised attack.
Artemis' eyes narrowed when he saw groups of warlocks coming out of the hiding.
Once exposed, some of the warlocks began to chant. However, they were slow as the shifters immediately got into action.
Dane, who was standing at the back of the pack, together with some of the Kendall packs, too joined in. He ran towards those who were chanting their spells. He wanted to kill them before they could manage to cast the spell.
When he arrived at their side, he was blocked by a couple of rogues. His eyes narrowed. It seems that there weren't just warlocks, there were also rogues with them.
Kaius jumped in to stand beside Dane. He growled. "Deng. There's rogues here too?"
"Enough talking, just kill them," Dane ordered.
Kaius nodded.
Dane swiftly jumped on one of the rogues, startling the two rogues. His paw pressing down on the chest of the rogue. When the other rogue was about to jump on him from behind, without turning around, Dane had stretched out his other paw. He gripped the neck of the rogue in his paw, tightening it.
He then swung the rogue around and then tossed the latter to the chanting warlocks, successfully stopping them mid-chant.
The rogue underneath his paw was growling and trying to claw his way out. Dane continued to press down on the chest, forcing the former to spurt blood. Just then, Dane's claws sharpened and it stabbed through the chest of the rogue. With a swipe of his claws, the mane of the rogue was torn off. Before the rogue could react, Dane continued to stab through the chest and his paw fisted the rogue's heart. With a second length gap, he crushed the beating heart in his paw, spurting blood all over.
Watching how the shifter crushed the rogue's heart so easily, the warlocks began to feel petrified.
They wanted to run away but they were too late as Kaius and Aric, the wolf-counterpart of Latham appeared before them. There were traces of blood on Aric's dark brown mane and fangs. It seems like he had quite a battle as well before confronting the warlocks.
Together, Kaius and Aric jumped on the warlocks.
Grabbing one of the staves that the warlocks were holding, Kaius stabbed it straight in one of the warlocks' eyes. As though that was not enough, ignoring the scream of the warlock, Kaius used the same stave to drag it down, cutting through the middle of the warlock's neck and down to the spine. The warlock died with his body in a 'v' shape upside down.
Not wanting to lose to Kaius, Aric chased after the remaining fleeing warlocks. He grabbed two of them by their napes and pushed them down to the ground. He then dragged them across the ground, facedown. It was literally, 'eat dirt' kind of concept.
Aric grinned widely, which actually made him look more terrifying.
He pulled up one of the warlocks, his paw still gripping the nape. The warlock's face was covered with dirt and there were traces of scratches all over, apparently from the friction of the ground.
With a flick of Aric's wrist, he broke the neck of the warlock, rendering him dead.
Aric grinned even wider after he tossed the dead warlock away. He leaned down, closer at the quivering warlock underneath him and said, "Lets have fun, shall we?"
Standing in front of the many apparatus where liquids were flowing from each device, Rehan watched with his chin propped on his fist. Seeing how there weren't any reactions from the experiments, he was left unsatisfied. The apparatus in front of him was huge and tall, where it was made of glass and was placed on a huge table. The design of the apparatus was quite complicated where the tubes intertwined all over the places, making it look like the insides of an ant hill. Rehan was in one of his secret laboratories in the mansion where they held Makena, Bastian and Amber. The room he was in was huge, where it nearly took up the whole floor of the mansion. On the left side of the room, there were a couple of examination beds where he would conduct his 'autopsy' and test. On the right side of the room, there were several cabinets that held his potions, concoctions, test outputs and other ingredients. And on the wall where it faced the entrance to the lab was his devices and tools for his experiments. And in front of the wall itself and in the middle of the room, there was a huge cauldron, similar to the one Paccia has in her house. He walked over to one of the cabinets and using his synthetic rubber gloves, he took out several test tubes. Inside, there were dark red liquids that looked like blood. He then walked to one of the tables nearby and placed them on the empty test tube rack. He grabbed a spoon and scooped up some powder from a bowl that was on the table and poured it into each of the test tubes. After several seconds, there was a popping sound coming out from the test tubes. Once the sounds had subsided, he grabbed the test tubes and brought it over to his many apparatus. He opened one of the lids and poured the content in. After he was done, he took a step back. A few minutes later, the gleam in his eyes brightened as the liquids in the apparatus began to change color and started to glimmer. He walked over to one of the lids and took a swipe. A teardrop solidified dark red liquid appeared on his glove-covered finger. He looked at it with satisfaction on his face. He then grabbed an empty glass flask and wiped his finger on the drip, watching as the solidified liquid slid down inside. Rehan then went back to the apparatus and opened the lid once more, watching as more of the liquids poured into the flask, making it half-full. He was watching the flow of the liquids around the apparatus where there was a voice, sounding impressed with the mechanisms in the rooms. Rehan frowned as he looked over at where Krys, the young warlock was sitting near one of the examination beds. Rehan had long known about this warlock whom Zant had taken under his wings for a while. At first, he had thought he was quite stupid and ignorant, similiar to his mentor. But after he had discretely watched over him, he found that he wasn't as he seems to be. He was sneakier and cunning, compared to Zant. Hence why after the death of Zant, he did not call the others to kill him, rather brought him over. Nowadays, Krys had been following him around, self-proclaiming to be Rehan's right-hand. Most of the time, the latter would ignore him, just what he was doing at the moment. Once he was done, he closed the lid of the apparatus and the flask. He placed the flask on the table and was about to write on his notebook about his findings when the door to his laboratory was opened. He frowned, displeased at being interrupted, especially when he was doing his experiments. Krys looked over and his eyes widened as he began to smile. He got up and walked over to the door. At the door, the same man who was dragging Bastian, walked in. Behind him was Bastian, who was lying on the floor after being dragged over. There were bruises on his body, arms and face from the frictions of carpets and flooring. Fortunately, he was still conscious and wasn't in much pain. But his throat was dry and parched after much yelling. He could only growl and snarl. Krys sniggered as he watched the squirming young shifter on the floor. Rehan walked over and looked down at the snarling young shifter. "Is this him?" he asked coldly. The man nodded. "Put him on the bed and chained him up." "Yes, Lord Rehan!" The man tugged on the chains and continued to drag Bastian. He then carried the young shifter up, skillfully avoiding the weakly flailing fists. He quickly chained the young shifter onto the bed, locking the chains up, preventing him from getting up. Krys began to playfully poke Bastian on the side, irritating the latter. Rehan then walked over and studied the angry young shifter from top to bottom. He then ordered the man to get out of the room. Soon after, all that was left were Rehan, Krys and Bastian, who was snarling and growling at the former. When Rehan got closer, Bastian tried to spit on him but the former was able to avoid it. With disgust on his face, he punched the young shifter on the face. "Juvenile," he muttered. He took out a syringe and stabbed it in Bastian's arm. At the back, Krys could be heard sniggering. Bastian started to feel sleepy as his sight began to blur. He tried to keep awake, blinking his eyes furiously. In the end, he could only growled out, "You b*stard," before falling unconscious. ----- Warning! In this chapter, there will be gore, blood and death! A few kilometers away, huge shifters were heading their way to the mansion. It was fortunate that there was nothing between the mansion and their meet point, other than trees and other vegetation. Basically, there were no signs of infrastructure nor settlements in the area. Hence the shifters could freely run straight towards the mansion, without fearing of exposure. Elias was leading the pack, followed by the Cesaro Alpha and the other packmates. Artemis, the name of the Cesaro's Alpha's werewolf, growled as he ran together with Elias. "Are you sure this is the right way?" he was feeling frustrated. They had been running for more than an hour, they still have not seen a single brick of the mansion, much less something that can show them that they were going on the right path. Elias growled back. "This is what the Cairin Alpha told us." Artemis took a sniff around and grumbled. "Can't find any scent of anything at all." They continued their run for a few more minutes, following Elias when suddenly, they heard a small cracking sound to their left. The shifters immediately stopped and went on guard. After there were no longer any sounds, Artemis turned around and looked at his pack. He gestured at Skoll, who was Paxon's wolf counterpart, ordering without words to check the area. Skoll nodded. He swiftly moved to the side and crouched on all fours, heading towards where the sound came from earlier. When he reached the side, he burrowed further on the ground and soon after, he jumped in, with his paw leaned back. He then pushed his paw forward, which apparently hit someone, eliciting a scream out of them. Minutes later, there were sounds of scurrying around as there were black shadows moving about after Skoll's surprised attack. Artemis' eyes narrowed when he saw groups of warlocks coming out of the hiding. Once exposed, some of the warlocks began to chant. However, they were slow as the shifters immediately got into action. Dane, who was standing at the back of the pack, together with some of the Kendall packs, too joined in. He ran towards those who were chanting their spells. He wanted to kill them before they could manage to cast the spell. When he arrived at their side, he was blocked by a couple of rogues. His eyes narrowed. It seems that there weren't just warlocks, there were also rogues with them. Kaius jumped in to stand beside Dane. He growled. "Deng. There's rogues here too?" "Enough talking, just kill them," Dane ordered. Kaius nodded. Dane swiftly jumped on one of the rogues, startling the two rogues. His paw pressing down on the chest of the rogue. When the other rogue was about to jump on him from behind, without turning around, Dane had stretched out his other paw. He gripped the neck of the rogue in his paw, tightening it. He then swung the rogue around and then tossed the latter to the chanting warlocks, successfully stopping them mid-chant. The rogue underneath his paw was growling and trying to claw his way out. Dane continued to press down on the chest, forcing the former to spurt blood. Just then, Dane's claws sharpened and it stabbed through the chest of the rogue. With a swipe of his claws, the mane of the rogue was torn off. Before the rogue could react, Dane continued to stab through the chest and his paw fisted the rogue's heart. With a second length gap, he crushed the beating heart in his paw, spurting blood all over. Watching how the shifter crushed the rogue's heart so easily, the warlocks began to feel petrified. They wanted to run away but they were too late as Kaius and Aric, the wolf-counterpart of Latham appeared before them. There were traces of blood on Aric's dark brown mane and fangs. It seems like he had quite a battle as well before confronting the warlocks. Together, Kaius and Aric jumped on the warlocks. Grabbing one of the staves that the warlocks were holding, Kaius stabbed it straight in one of the warlocks' eyes. As though that was not enough, ignoring the scream of the warlock, Kaius used the same stave to drag it down, cutting through the middle of the warlock's neck and down to the spine. The warlock died with his body in a 'v' shape upside down. Not wanting to lose to Kaius, Aric chased after the remaining fleeing warlocks. He grabbed two of them by their napes and pushed them down to the ground. He then dragged them across the ground, facedown. It was literally, 'eat dirt' kind of concept. Aric grinned widely, which actually made him look more terrifying. He pulled up one of the warlocks, his paw still gripping the nape. The warlock's face was covered with dirt and there were traces of scratches all over, apparently from the friction of the ground. With a flick of Aric's wrist, he broke the neck of the warlock, rendering him dead. Aric grinned even wider after he tossed the dead warlock away. He leaned down, closer at the quivering warlock underneath him and said, "Lets have fun, shall we?"
