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The Prince runs over the stairs while praying in his mind for his father's safety.
Those pheromones lingering outside are totally from his father, who is calling for help.
His sweat drops from his forehead like a river as he keeps dashing between those thick walls of the Palace.
"Gr!" A lashing sound of a werewolf fills the area, charging towards Prince Alphonso.
The Prince quickly responded while acknowledging the threat. Then he swings the sword, slashing the side chest of the wolf.
This wolf whines as he feels his blood pour out on the fall as he loses the weight of his body.
Prevailing, the Prince did not give interest to that wolf as he keeps his feet on the ground, marching towards the courtroom.
His heart
