Mr. Stark was still walking ahead when he saw yet another horde of zombies coming his direction. They were walking slowly but when they saw him they began running very fast."Time to crack some knuckles," he said as he clenched his fists. It had been an hour since he had been walking. All through then he didn't come across a single zombie. Because of that he started feeling bored.The zombies leaped towards him, attacking him furiously. It seemed humans rarely came to the red city so they were left very hungry with no human flesh to eat.Mr. Stark stiffened his muscles before delivering powerful punches to the heads of the zombies, causing them to explode. His combat speed was so high that he was able to withdraw his hand before the zombies' heads would even explode. It was something average humans couldn't achieve.A zombie dived high into the air and made to crash onto him but he was faster. He lowered his center of gravity, building up strength into his legs before kicking off the

Although several Cursed had come to help in fighting the Monsters which Marcus had created, they were not still enough as the Abyss Cult members and Crimsones had come into the fight as well. It was a bloody battle, both sides dying greatly.Somewhere away from all the bloody mess stood Dracula with a silver cup in his right hand which contained blood. The place was blood red, the entire sky blanketed in pure darkness. Path five Cursed no longer had any weakness so silver was no longer a problem to him."The Abyss Cult has finally completed the deal we made," he said as he took out an eye from his left pocket. It was blood red and had this powerful aura emanating from it. Just touching it was filling him with so much tremendous power that he felt he couldn't handle.In return for helping the Abyss Cult usher in the apocalypse, Dracula would help them with his Crimsone force which had grown over the past decades. He had accepted and in return they had helped him kill a Path six Crimson

A few moments ago Daniel and his friend, Orpheus alongside Caroline had been trying to stop Mistress from completing the main ritual but now he had found himself at moving at insane speeds through pure whiteness. He couldn't tell if it was his eyes or the place where he was traversing through was made up of pure whiteness but whatever feeling he got, it wasn't pleasant. Most times he would feel his skin tearing, blood oozing out like a stream of water. The pain that came with it, although normal humans couldn't endure it, he could endure it without twisting his face.For what seemed like hours Daniel kept on being propelled through the pure whiteness till finally everything became dark and very silent, including his heartbeat.Am I dead? he thought within himself as he tried using the blood ability Bloody Mary had gifted him. He felt a liquid all over his body and confirmed that he could still use the ability. But I still don't know if I'm still alive.Soon the blackness which filled

Daniel shrugged the names off his mind and then said, "I dunno but I'm not a Wizard, Witch or Horror who are good at tricks such as teleportation. Can you help me get out of here?"Crimson turned to look at Furs before saying, "There are not many we would help get out of here. You're a very lucky personality for us to even leave you alive.""You Crimsones love boasting," Daniel muttered to himself as he felt yet another gaze land on him. It was from Furs."I can perceive you have a very special body," Furs said. "Not only have you being gazed upon by Cassio but you've also being seeded by Abyss. Very special indeed."Why are you talking like a Wizard? Daniel asked inwardly. You're leaving me confused. It wasn't as if he didn't know all these things but the thing was, he didn't get where Furs was heading to with the statement."I don't understand you at all," Daniel said bluntly. Since he became a Lycanthrope he had being very bold and straightforward with his speaking. He had no time

Mac who had being the Curious Mythologists and the others had silently stolen his way out before Mistress had the chance of creating the flames of magical fire. It wasn't because he was afraid and had used the last moment to hide away from the most dangerous fight. No, that wasn't the case. The reason he did that was because he heard several vans coming in the school's direction. By just their smells he could tell that they were humans.Soon he was outside the school facing the several vans which contained heavily armed soldiers. They all began dropping out of the vans, pointing their guns at Mac."Stand down! I repeat, stand down!" one of the soldiers yelled with a walkie-talkie. "We have received orders from Viscount Luther to handle things ourselves."Viscount Dwayne? Mac was surprised. Wasn't Viscount Luther Orpheus' father and Selene's uncle? Wasn't he supposed to be dead? How was he ordering the soldiers?"Should we fire?" one of the soldiers asked the one who had used the walki