AbductionThird Person’s POVThere are exactly nine werewolves in the small courtyard, and all of them have varying degrees of black marks like rotting flesh on some parts of their bodies. A two-meter tall man at the center of the group took off the hood covering half of his face, and his scarred face in addition to the malicious glint in his eyes appeared gloomy under the filtered lights of the moon.The centipede-like scar covering the right side of his cheeks and crawling over to his brows and forehead bulged slightly as he sweeps his gaze around his comrades. “There are over twenty werewolves in that small envoy, and I smelled the scent of a she-wolf in them.”As the captain of this group, scar-face is a werewolf with a special ability, and his sense of smell could cover a thousand meters around his position. It is easy for him to spy against Samel’s group. And he only needs to focus and expand more effort in order to lift the erased scents that could not be smelled by regular
Abduction IIThird Person’s POVThe two guards from Samel’s envoy thanked the honest-looking man before carrying the four baskets of food to the shed where the other guards are resting. Seeing the sumptuous and warm meal, the guards cheered as they divided the food to each other. The fragrant smell of meat and fish soup relieved the guards of their tiredness for the almost nonstop ride on their horses.“The lord is still generous in feeding us.” One of the guards patted his empty stomach before rushing in to take his share and slumping down on the ground filled with hay in a comfortable position before digging in.“The young lord has always been like that. He would always give us a full and satisfying meal after training us like we are in hell.” Remembering the harsh and almost deadly trainings that they experienced in the past before being promoted to the first class guards filled their eyes with nostalgia.The other guards snickered while eating mouthful and mouthful of their o
Abduction IIIThird Person’s POVThe sharp and stinging pain coming from their wounds eclipsed the pull of sleepiness in their bodies, and the two guards nodded at each other with sharp look in their eyes as they dragged their bodies to carry their comrades inside the three carriages of their envoy before hiding in the dark near the inn’s back door while looking for any suspicious figure that might be watching them.It is a coincidence that one of them is also one of the two that went inside the inn’s back door to get their food, and his eyes instantly congealed dangerously as he thought of the honest-looking man that gave them the four baskets of food. Why did he not think of directly asking the back kitchen for the food? If not, how could they be fooled to such an extent that ten of their comrades are currently unconscious, and even the situation of their lord is still unknown. It is a very humiliating thing for a group of first class guards to fall into such a cheap trick that
MissingThird Person’s POVThe night deepened with the moon’s brilliance flourishing extravagantly in the dark blue skies. Captain Ross rolled on the uneven road to dodge the flying weapons that almost punctured his eyes. His leather armor is already littered with holes and scratches from the back and forth against the two enemies in the dark. “These two bastards are slippery like the snakes they are.”Captain Ross spat on the ground with gloomy eyes. The stinging pain on his cheek caused him to frown dangerously while picking up his sword. They have been fighting against the two enemies in the dark for over five minutes, but other than giving them some skin injuries, Captain Ross, Ken and Lyor could still not take them down.Irritation flashed in Ken’s face as he pushed down Lyor behind him. He kept on reminding Lyor earlier that he and Captain Ross are enough to deal with the two enemies in the dark, but his younger brother is too stubborn that its getting on his nerves. “Don’t
Missing IIThird Person’s POVSamel glanced at the slightly open window of his room while listening to the report of the guard. He pursed his lips, feeling a little restless and impatient while turning around the exquisite dagger on the bedside table next to him. The sharp edge of the dagger reflected the complex and unknown emotions brewing in his orange orbs, and a scraping sound echoed in the room when his wrist paused, causing the dagger to tear the surface of the wooden bedside table.The voice of the guard that was orderly reporting what happened after getting the instructions of Captain Ross choked before stopping still while looking down to avoid the terrifying eyes of their young lord. He thought about whether he said something wrong to cause the irritation that flashed in their young lord’s face, but the guard could only feel helpless at not knowing what it is. “Young lord, did I say something wrong?”Samel came back to his senses after hearing the quivering voice of the
Missing IIIThird Person’s POVMidnight approaches as the darkness deepened in the land. Samel disappeared after rushing out of the inn, and not knowing what to do, Captain Ross with Ken followed their young lord’s instructions to search around the whole border town. They both went to different directions to spread out their searching ranges, and even Jared and General Markus joined in to look. Jared did not dare to leave General Markus’ side for fear of the latter’s weakened spirit for the past weeks, and the two of them scoured around the wall of the border town without alerting the town’s guards. They took a quarter of an hour to search and circle around the wall, but they did not find anyone suspicious from their high and wide field of vision at the top of the wall.“Where do you think they would go?” General Markus stood atop a dark corner of the wall with his hands behind his back. Jared looked at the concern flashing in the eyes of his general before thoughtfully sweeping
FatedThird Person’s POVAfter traversing the inside of the forest for no more than a quarter of an hour, Samel suddenly stopped in place after crossing a small creak. His eyes flashed with complexity while unconsciously touching the chaotically beating chest that is thundering in his ears. There seems to be a force that is affecting his emotions, and even though it felt strange, Samel does not dislike it in the slightest.He sighed while glancing around the vicinity of the small creak. The sound of gurgling water with the intermittent sounds of the chirping of bugs along with the swaying of the leaves of the trees actually gives off a gloomy and peaceful atmosphere at the same time. Samel’s senses are raised high, but there are still not signs and scent of his young girl on the path that he took.Samel once again moved and his figure flashed through the terrain of the forest while thoughtfully observing the surroundings that he is passing by, knowing that there are countless trap
Fated IIThird Person’s POVThe bald-headed man left excitedly with his saber, and the captain just acquiesced in silence. He did not feel any worry at all, because he only smelled a single scent of a werewolf, and he is confident in the combat ability of his subordinate, especially since they are in their own territory with the terrain as their advantage. Instead, he focused on using his ability to scout around their one thousand meter vicinity.Jared did not know that because of his cautious attitude, he was not found by the captain of the black robed group. He slowly moved through the pathway while pushing his senses to the best of his ability for any sound, and he did hear something after walking for about a meter away from the entrance of the pathway. The sound of metal scraping against a rocky surface caused his ears to twitch, and Jared immediately paused while subconsciously positioning his body in a defensive stance. Jared took out the thin sword hanging beside his waist