The two guards stopped some meters away from Dwayne and Luther, their smiles becoming menacing as if they were seeing the two viscounts as nothing. By now the surviving viscounts were now peeing on themselves. Some had even fainted out of fear. It wasn't easy seeing several people like you being massacred in a day. It was enough to drive trauma into their hearts.Without saying anything the two guards attacked Viscount Dwayne and Viscount Luther, each of them going for each of the viscounts. They even smiled at each other as if they were betting on who would kill the viscount he was rushing towards quickly.Pa!The guard rushing towards Viscount Dwayne suddenly flung his right hand towards his face.Wolfman, Viscount Dwayne observed as the fist approached. Although it was moving faster than the eyes of even some Path two Cursed could capture, he was able to see the fist. It wasn't too slow or too fast and was just normal in his eyes. He had trained himself in every possible way as a L
The guard walked towards the dying flames of yellow fire, his grin becoming wider. He was obviously gloating over Viscount Dwayne's death. The Viscount who had been said to be a Lycanthrope hunter was now dead. He couldn't even face off a Wolfman despite killing so many. That was pathetic and weak.He could smell the burning materials in the flames, his eyes shining in delight. He tried sniffing out the Viscount and smiled he caught his scent. But then strangely, he didn't catch any whiff of burnt or charred person. Strange.He pricked up his ears to listen to any minute sound but there was none. Except for the crackling of the yellow flames, there was no sound. Strange again. Someone was not charred by the blazing flames and yet he was not moving. There was not even the slightest sound of heartbeat.He was a meter near the flames of fire when he saw someone leap out towards him, his fingers spreading into powerful claws. His eyes narrowed in shock as he knew who the person was. It wa
On this particular Saturday morning Daniel was riding his bicycle across the streets in Crimson Springs. He was using this medium to relieve himself. He had been so much of a workaholic lately.The sun wasn't blazing today and was hidden behind several grey clouds that spread across the sky like draperies. The atmosphere was somehow cold and the air damp, a chilly wind blowing across everywhere. It was a sign that it was going to rain.Daniel was still pedalling his bicycle when he decided to take a cut through an alley. He had never been there before and wanted to satisfy his curiosity. He turned his bicycle and wheeled into the alley. Immediately he got into the alley he felt the temperature drop instantly. The temperature drop was so drastic that Daniel began shivering. It was as if it was winter down here.This place seems off, Daniel thought as his brown eyes narrowed. As a Werewolf he had acute senses and was able to perceive that there was something wrong down here. Immediately
The oddly twisted and hideous monster stared at Daniel as it began performing ethereal movements which sent an aura of evil wheezing through the atmosphere.Daniel who was still pinned to the wall immediately felt all his hairs stand up straight, his body spasming greatly. He felt thousands of eyes staring at him from somewhere beyond, causing the light in his soul to dwindle. This was something he had never felt before and with each second he was dancing on the edge of Abyss. It was only a matter of time before he was sucked into the abyssal chasm, never to be seen again. When that happened he knew he wouldn't be the Daniel everyone knew before. He would be a hideous monster hunting for people and performing blood rituals in sewers.Crack!Daniel felt a great strain in his bones. It was as if he was being gradually torn apart from all angles in his body. Every part of his body experienced the gradual pull. It was as if thousands of hands were pulling at his body from somewhere beyond
After some minutes Daniel woke up. He was lying against the wall, his entire body drenched in blood. Moreover his entire body was aching badly that it felt like he was on fire. He knew that this was a result of the transformation so he didn't complain. Bits of information began coming into his mind. He pieced them together and was able to know what had happened.The black haired and blue eyed Special Cop had used magic to greatly influence monster. He didn't know how it happened but he had ended up chewing away the head of the monster while its entire body was left to crumble away. He had wanted to attack Smith out of instinct but then he ended up reverting to himself.He looked up and saw that the Special Cop was resting his back against the wall as well, his hands folded to his chest. If not for this man he would have been long dead."So you're finally awake," Smith flashed a smile. It was a statement to remind Daniel that he had indeed saved his life or he would have been long dead
After waiting for an hour Smith finally stood upright and dusted his shirt. He stared down at his pants and saw that some parts had been stained with blood. He couldn't help but smile a little after seeing this. If he got to the headquarters with his current appearance everyone would be believe he actually cleared out a big threat.Well it's true I cleared out a big threat, Smith thought within himself. That monster was up to no good and was conducting a blood ritual to kill Daniel and transform him into another monster."The enchantment has been broke?" Daniel asked. He didn't even cover his genital region as he stared at Smith in the eyes. It wasn't as if he was naked.Werewolves and their boldness! Smith shrugged. He was the one feeling embarrassed right now. He opened his mouth and replied to Daniel's question, "The enchantment has been broken. So let's leave here as quick as possible before another monster turns up."I thought you destroyed everything with magic, Daniel lampooned
A ship drifted slowly on the vast sea, leaving trails of waves on the surface of the deep. The sun stood high up in the sky, casting its radiance on the sea. Seagulls flew here and there, dolphins diving out of the water as they released gusts of water from their nostrils. Once in a while sharks would dive out of the water to attack the seagulls and dolphins. The unfortunate ones got killed and flesh and blood filled the whole region, dying it crimson.On the deck of this ship stood man with brown hair and eyes. Although he was in his mid 30s he had this twinkle of experience in his eyes. It was as if he had seen so many things that even old people hadn't seen. Well, he was an adventurer and so it was natural he would experience so many things."Mr. Stark!" someone yelled at him. It was a young man in his early 20s who was holding a telescope in his hands. He had a white hair and green eyes.Mr. Stark tugged at his cotton trenchcoat before walking towards the man. He was one of those
Mr. Stark came out of the cabin to rejoin with his fellow adventurers. All of them were at the deck chatting happily. There was a large pot suspended over a large gas cylinder, the contents within cooking slowly. A delicious aroma filled the whole atmosphere, drilling into Mr. Stark's nose. They're cooking, he couldn't help but swallow hard. He hadn't eating for three days now. He had been so occupied with reading so many texts about the Abyss Cult."Mr. Stark!" all of them greeted enthusiastically, suspending whatever they were doing. Among the adventurers he was the most revered one in Crimson Springs.Seeing all the salutations from his fellow adventurers, Mr. Stark couldn't help but feel proud. He resisted the urge to raise his head up and say, "Yeah, good boys. Now stand up and get things done!""It's so good to be famous," Mr. Stark muttered to himself. And it's also very good to be notorious, hehe.He stopped a meter from the edge of the deck, his eyes staring into the vast se