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Rehan was on the verge of extracting the blood from Bastian when the door to his laboratory was slammed open once again.
Displeased at the interruption, he scowled deeply at the door, where the same man who brought Bastian stood. Krys had long gone from the room, on his way to do some errands for Rehan.
A look of panic and distress covered his whole face as he panted, gasping for air. It was as though he had run very fast to get to the laboratory.
"What happened?" Rehan asked, knowing something must have happened for the man to have the guts to interrupt his experiment.
The man took a huge deep breath before saying, "There's an intrusion! The werewolves are coming here!"
"How many of them? Where's the others?" Rehan asked again, 'others' referring to the guards.
"There are more than ten of them. We already dispatched some of the rogues and the warlocks to intercept them," the man reported.
Rehan scowled. "Release 'them'."
The man's eyes widened. "'Them' as in 'them'??" he repeated.
Rehan threw an empty glass flask at the man, hitting him on the forehead. Blood trickled down the wound. "Did I stutter? I told you to release them!" he ordered coldly, before turning back to the still unconscious Bastian.
The man immediately bowed his head before leaving the room.
Rehan was still scowling as he pricked a few more needles in Bastian's body, drawing blood. The blood flowed nicely into a glass jar which was placed near the latter's leg on a small table. He continued drawing more blood while at the same time, testing them with the apparatus on the other side of the room.
Outside, the man was hurrying over to where 'they' were located. Walking past the living room, he headed straight to the back of the mansion.
Behind the mansion, there was actually another detached house that looked uninhabitable. Vines enclosed the whole front of the house, nearly covering the whole building. There were no windows, other than a metal door as the entrance and exit.
The only time the man ever came there was to send food. But that was only through the small panel of the door. He had never been inside nor never had he ever interacted with the 'things' inside. The door was designed where there was only a handle on the outside where it will automatically lock the 'things' inside.
Standing in front of the door, he felt his heart beat furiously. He was too afraid. But Lord Rehan had told him to release them. He did not know what to expect.
He cautiously knocked on the door. "Hello…?" he called out, trembling. Although he had never been inside, he always heard painful screams coming from inside the house. The screams were always screeching and piercing.
There was no answer.
He had planned to knock on the door and once he heard any voice from the inside, he would just shout that they were ordered to kill the people outside the mansion. And after he had shouted the instruction, he planned to run away from this area.
"Hello?" he called out again.
Once again, there was no answer.
He warily gripped the door handle, thinking maybe it was locked. To his surprise, it was unlocked. Then, why did they not go out?
He tremblingly opened the door.
However, the moment the door was opened, he was jumped on by 'something'. His scream was cut halfway before he died.
A furry large black animal was on top of the man. His fangs were covered in blood and saliva, dripping on the dead man, whose neck was completely torn off from the bite. A huge flesh was completely ripped off of the neck. His claw embedded deep into the man's body as he crouched on all fours, growling and snarling. There was a look of craze and murder in his eyes as it furiously darted around.
A couple more jumped from behind him and stood in front on their hind legs.
Apparently, these were the 'things' that the man had referred to. If one were to look at them, they were actually werewolves. But seeing how demented and aggressive, one could tell that these were not just any werewolves, rather, it was rogues.
It seems like they had been experimented on too much that they had lost their rationality and humanity. Even so, it did not diminish their intelligence as they managed to trick the man into opening the door and directly killed him.
One of the rogues sniffed and a maniacal smile appeared on his face as he licked his fangs. "I smell fun just outside," he said hoarsely, his tone was quite harsh and grating, indicating that it has been a while since he last talked.
"Was that why he was here? To tell us?" the rogue, who had killed the man, said as he licked his fangs. He was still crouching on top of the man. Just as he was about to stand, he purposely stomped his paw on the head of the man, crushing it.
"Just like tofu," he commented, chuckling.
After shaking his paw off of the blood and some parts of the crushed brain, the three rogues ran to where Riedrich and the other shifters were fighting.
A few kilometers away from the mansion, the fight was still ongoing. Most of the warlocks were dead and some of the rogues were injured. Despite the advantage on them with no deaths, it does not mean that the Kendall and the Cesaro packs were fine.
Elias himself has hurt himself in the arm, where he could not move it due to pain. Aric and Arnou too had gotten themselves hurt. If the fight prolongs, it was unsure whether they were able to make it.
Paccia had done her best to help in the fight but she was outnumbered by the warlocks who were ganging up on her. They were battling with chants and spells, nearly destroying their whole surroundings.
Una, the wolf counterpart of Elder Ulanni, was fighting against two rogues when Dane jumped over to help. Una had looked tired and it seems like she could collapse at any moment, which surprised Dane.
Dane was about to claw one of the rogues when a distinct smell hit his snout. His eyes narrowed as he looked around him. It was then he noticed little sparkling things around them. If it wasn't because of his good eyesight, he probably did not notice them.
He walked over to the shiny things and realized that these were wolfsbane crystals. His eyes widened in surprise. Where did these come from?
He looked over at Una, who was the closest to the crystals. It was no wonder that she was looking tired and weak.
He immediately shouted at Paccia, who was still holding on, fighting against the warlocks. "Paccia! Need your help here!"
Paccia gritted her teeth as she quickly casted spell after spell. As much as she wanted to go to Dane's side, these warlocks did not give her any leeway.
Just then, two of the Cesaro packmates had joined in to help Paccia. Although they looked worn out by the heavy breathing that they exhaled, it did not stop them from trying to help her.
Now that Paccia has less pressure, she silently thanked them by giving them protective spells and moved over to Dane.
When Dane told her about the wolfsbane crystal, her eyes widened in surprise. It was no wonder their strength gradually reduced. She walked over to where the crystals were and saw that there were a lot scattered around them.
She tried to destroy them but she only made them shattered into smaller pieces. It would be much harder to destroy them when it was small.
While Dane was fighting off one of the rogues and at the same time, preventing them from getting near Paccia, he heard a shout from the other side of the fight.
Skoll was beaten up badly that he fell unconscious, blood was seen bleeding down his mane. It seems that one of the rogues had managed to claw through his mane. Beside him, Artemis was not doing so well, either.
Before Dane could shout to the others to help them, a dreadful feeling came over him.
He snarled when he saw three large shifters, even larger than Artemis walked over to them. Dane sniffed the newcomers and felt their arrivals were not good news.
He could sense that these newcomers were rogues but there was something off about them. He could not be sure what it was.
One thing he knew was that this is not good.
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Rehan was on the verge of extracting the blood from Bastian when the door to his laboratory was slammed open once again.
Displeased at the interruption, he scowled deeply at the door, where the same man who brought Bastian stood. Krys had long gone from the room, on his way to do some errands for Rehan.
A look of panic and distress covered his whole face as he panted, gasping for air. It was as though he had run very fast to get to the laboratory.
"What happened?" Rehan asked, knowing something must have happened for the man to have the guts to interrupt his experiment.
The man took a huge deep breath before saying, "There's an intrusion! The werewolves are coming here!"
"How many of them? Where's the others?" Rehan asked again, 'others' referring to the guards.
"There are more than ten of them. We already dispatched some of the rogues and the warlocks to intercept them," the man reported.
Rehan scowled. "Release 'them'."
The man's eyes widened. "'Them' as in 'them'??" he repeated.
Rehan threw an empty glass flask at the man, hitting him on the forehead. Blood trickled down the wound. "Did I stutter? I told you to release them!" he ordered coldly, before turning back to the still unconscious Bastian.
The man immediately bowed his head before leaving the room.
Rehan was still scowling as he pricked a few more needles in Bastian's body, drawing blood. The blood flowed nicely into a glass jar which was placed near the latter's leg on a small table. He continued drawing more blood while at the same time, testing them with the apparatus on the other side of the room.
Outside, the man was hurrying over to where 'they' were located. Walking past the living room, he headed straight to the back of the mansion.
Behind the mansion, there was actually another detached house that looked uninhabitable. Vines enclosed the whole front of the house, nearly covering the whole building. There were no windows, other than a metal door as the entrance and exit.
The only time the man ever came there was to send food. But that was only through the small panel of the door. He had never been inside nor never had he ever interacted with the 'things' inside. The door was designed where there was only a handle on the outside where it will automatically lock the 'things' inside.
Standing in front of the door, he felt his heart beat furiously. He was too afraid. But Lord Rehan had told him to release them. He did not know what to expect.
He cautiously knocked on the door. "Hello…?" he called out, trembling. Although he had never been inside, he always heard painful screams coming from inside the house. The screams were always screeching and piercing.
There was no answer.
He had planned to knock on the door and once he heard any voice from the inside, he would just shout that they were ordered to kill the people outside the mansion. And after he had shouted the instruction, he planned to run away from this area.
"Hello?" he called out again.
Once again, there was no answer.
He warily gripped the door handle, thinking maybe it was locked. To his surprise, it was unlocked. Then, why did they not go out?
He tremblingly opened the door.
However, the moment the door was opened, he was jumped on by 'something'. His scream was cut halfway before he died.
A furry large black animal was on top of the man. His fangs were covered in blood and saliva, dripping on the dead man, whose neck was completely torn off from the bite. A huge flesh was completely ripped off of the neck. His claw embedded deep into the man's body as he crouched on all fours, growling and snarling. There was a look of craze and murder in his eyes as it furiously darted around.
A couple more jumped from behind him and stood in front on their hind legs.
Apparently, these were the 'things' that the man had referred to. If one were to look at them, they were actually werewolves. But seeing how demented and aggressive, one could tell that these were not just any werewolves, rather, it was rogues.
It seems like they had been experimented on too much that they had lost their rationality and humanity. Even so, it did not diminish their intelligence as they managed to trick the man into opening the door and directly killed him.
One of the rogues sniffed and a maniacal smile appeared on his face as he licked his fangs. "I smell fun just outside," he said hoarsely, his tone was quite harsh and grating, indicating that it has been a while since he last talked.
"Was that why he was here? To tell us?" the rogue, who had killed the man, said as he licked his fangs. He was still crouching on top of the man. Just as he was about to stand, he purposely stomped his paw on the head of the man, crushing it.
"Just like tofu," he commented, chuckling.
After shaking his paw off of the blood and some parts of the crushed brain, the three rogues ran to where Riedrich and the other shifters were fighting.
A few kilometers away from the mansion, the fight was still ongoing. Most of the warlocks were dead and some of the rogues were injured. Despite the advantage on them with no deaths, it does not mean that the Kendall and the Cesaro packs were fine.
Elias himself has hurt himself in the arm, where he could not move it due to pain. Aric and Arnou too had gotten themselves hurt. If the fight prolongs, it was unsure whether they were able to make it.
Paccia had done her best to help in the fight but she was outnumbered by the warlocks who were ganging up on her. They were battling with chants and spells, nearly destroying their whole surroundings.
Una, the wolf counterpart of Elder Ulanni, was fighting against two rogues when Dane jumped over to help. Una had looked tired and it seems like she could collapse at any moment, which surprised Dane.
Dane was about to claw one of the rogues when a distinct smell hit his snout. His eyes narrowed as he looked around him. It was then he noticed little sparkling things around them. If it wasn't because of his good eyesight, he probably did not notice them.
He walked over to the shiny things and realized that these were wolfsbane crystals. His eyes widened in surprise. Where did these come from?
He looked over at Una, who was the closest to the crystals. It was no wonder that she was looking tired and weak.
He immediately shouted at Paccia, who was still holding on, fighting against the warlocks. "Paccia! Need your help here!"
Paccia gritted her teeth as she quickly casted spell after spell. As much as she wanted to go to Dane's side, these warlocks did not give her any leeway.
Just then, two of the Cesaro packmates had joined in to help Paccia. Although they looked worn out by the heavy breathing that they exhaled, it did not stop them from trying to help her.
Now that Paccia has less pressure, she silently thanked them by giving them protective spells and moved over to Dane.
When Dane told her about the wolfsbane crystal, her eyes widened in surprise. It was no wonder their strength gradually reduced. She walked over to where the crystals were and saw that there were a lot scattered around them.
She tried to destroy them but she only made them shattered into smaller pieces. It would be much harder to destroy them when it was small.
While Dane was fighting off one of the rogues and at the same time, preventing them from getting near Paccia, he heard a shout from the other side of the fight.
Skoll was beaten up badly that he fell unconscious, blood was seen bleeding down his mane. It seems that one of the rogues had managed to claw through his mane. Beside him, Artemis was not doing so well, either.
Before Dane could shout to the others to help them, a dreadful feeling came over him.
He snarled when he saw three large shifters, even larger than Artemis walked over to them. Dane sniffed the newcomers and felt their arrivals were not good news.
He could sense that these newcomers were rogues but there was something off about them. He could not be sure what it was.
One thing he knew was that this is not good.
Rehan was on the verge of extracting the blood from Bastian when the door to his laboratory was slammed open once again. Displeased at the interruption, he scowled deeply at the door, where the same man who brought Bastian stood. Krys had long gone from the room, on his way to do some errands for Rehan. A look of panic and distress covered his whole face as he panted, gasping for air. It was as though he had run very fast to get to the laboratory. "What happened?" Rehan asked, knowing something must have happened for the man to have the guts to interrupt his experiment. The man took a huge deep breath before saying, "There's an intrusion! The werewolves are coming here!" "How many of them? Where's the others?" Rehan asked again, 'others' referring to the guards. "There are more than ten of them. We already dispatched some of the rogues and the warlocks to intercept them," the man reported. Rehan scowled. "Release 'them'." The man's eyes widened. "'Them' as in 'them'??" he repeated. Rehan threw an empty glass flask at the man, hitting him on the forehead. Blood trickled down the wound. "Did I stutter? I told you to release them!" he ordered coldly, before turning back to the still unconscious Bastian. The man immediately bowed his head before leaving the room. Rehan was still scowling as he pricked a few more needles in Bastian's body, drawing blood. The blood flowed nicely into a glass jar which was placed near the latter's leg on a small table. He continued drawing more blood while at the same time, testing them with the apparatus on the other side of the room. Outside, the man was hurrying over to where 'they' were located. Walking past the living room, he headed straight to the back of the mansion. Behind the mansion, there was actually another detached house that looked uninhabitable. Vines enclosed the whole front of the house, nearly covering the whole building. There were no windows, other than a metal door as the entrance and exit. The only time the man ever came there was to send food. But that was only through the small panel of the door. He had never been inside nor never had he ever interacted with the 'things' inside. The door was designed where there was only a handle on the outside where it will automatically lock the 'things' inside. Standing in front of the door, he felt his heart beat furiously. He was too afraid. But Lord Rehan had told him to release them. He did not know what to expect. He cautiously knocked on the door. "Hello?" he called out, trembling. Although he had never been inside, he always heard painful screams coming from inside the house. The screams were always screeching and piercing. There was no answer. He had planned to knock on the door and once he heard any voice from the inside, he would just shout that they were ordered to kill the people outside the mansion. And after he had shouted the instruction, he planned to run away from this area. "Hello?" he called out again. Once again, there was no answer. He warily gripped the door handle, thinking maybe it was locked. To his surprise, it was unlocked. Then, why did they not go out? He tremblingly opened the door. However, the moment the door was opened, he was jumped on by 'something'. His scream was cut halfway before he died. A furry large black animal was on top of the man. His fangs were covered in blood and saliva, dripping on the dead man, whose neck was completely torn off from the bite. A huge flesh was completely ripped off of the neck. His claw embedded deep into the man's body as he crouched on all fours, growling and snarling. There was a look of craze and murder in his eyes as it furiously darted around. A couple more jumped from behind him and stood in front on their hind legs. Apparently, these were the 'things' that the man had referred to. If one were to look at them, they were actually werewolves. But seeing how demented and aggressive, one could tell that these were not just any werewolves, rather, it was rogues. It seems like they had been experimented on too much that they had lost their rationality and humanity. Even so, it did not diminish their intelligence as they managed to trick the man into opening the door and directly killed him. One of the rogues sniffed and a maniacal smile appeared on his face as he licked his fangs. "I smell fun just outside," he said hoarsely, his tone was quite harsh and grating, indicating that it has been a while since he last talked. "Was that why he was here? To tell us?" the rogue, who had killed the man, said as he licked his fangs. He was still crouching on top of the man. Just as he was about to stand, he purposely stomped his paw on the head of the man, crushing it. "Just like tofu," he commented, chuckling. After shaking his paw off of the blood and some parts of the crushed brain, the three rogues ran to where Riedrich and the other shifters were fighting. A few kilometers away from the mansion, the fight was still ongoing. Most of the warlocks were dead and some of the rogues were injured. Despite the advantage on them with no deaths, it does not mean that the Kendall and the Cesaro packs were fine. Elias himself has hurt himself in the arm, where he could not move it due to pain. Aric and Arnou too had gotten themselves hurt. If the fight prolongs, it was unsure whether they were able to make it. Paccia had done her best to help in the fight but she was outnumbered by the warlocks who were ganging up on her. They were battling with chants and spells, nearly destroying their whole surroundings. Una, the wolf counterpart of Elder Ulanni, was fighting against two rogues when Dane jumped over to help. Una had looked tired and it seems like she could collapse at any moment, which surprised Dane. Dane was about to claw one of the rogues when a distinct smell hit his snout. His eyes narrowed as he looked around him. It was then he noticed little sparkling things around them. If it wasn't because of his good eyesight, he probably did not notice them. He walked over to the shiny things and realized that these were wolfsbane crystals. His eyes widened in surprise. Where did these come from? He looked over at Una, who was the closest to the crystals. It was no wonder that she was looking tired and weak. He immediately shouted at Paccia, who was still holding on, fighting against the warlocks. "Paccia! Need your help here!" Paccia gritted her teeth as she quickly casted spell after spell. As much as she wanted to go to Dane's side, these warlocks did not give her any leeway. Just then, two of the Cesaro packmates had joined in to help Paccia. Although they looked worn out by the heavy breathing that they exhaled, it did not stop them from trying to help her. Now that Paccia has less pressure, she silently thanked them by giving them protective spells and moved over to Dane. When Dane told her about the wolfsbane crystal, her eyes widened in surprise. It was no wonder their strength gradually reduced. She walked over to where the crystals were and saw that there were a lot scattered around them. She tried to destroy them but she only made them shattered into smaller pieces. It would be much harder to destroy them when it was small. While Dane was fighting off one of the rogues and at the same time, preventing them from getting near Paccia, he heard a shout from the other side of the fight. Skoll was beaten up badly that he fell unconscious, blood was seen bleeding down his mane. It seems that one of the rogues had managed to claw through his mane. Beside him, Artemis was not doing so well, either. Before Dane could shout to the others to help them, a dreadful feeling came over him. He snarled when he saw three large shifters, even larger than Artemis walked over to them. Dane sniffed the newcomers and felt their arrivals were not good news. He could sense that these newcomers were rogues but there was something off about them. He could not be sure what it was. One thing he knew was that this is not good.
