Reborn For Vengance のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Shouldn’t we be attacking again? At least attack the palace and kill Jerry.” Judy asked Lupus Tenebris as she restlessly paced the cold stone floors of her throne room. Her red eyes burning with impatience. It was a week since their last attack and she was hold up in White Hollow, impatient to do more. “With this creature we are unstoppable, so what are we waiting for?” Lupus Tenebris held back a growl. She had asked this question more than once and he had told her why they had to wait. He hated repeating himself, and hated being questioned even more. “I have told you before. It will be reckless to attack. We need to know what we are up against. The Noxala will bring back news, then we can act.” “When? It has been days we sent it out and no news. I am tried of screaming souls! I want my earthly kingdom now!” The fires burning in the corners blazed, and the souls began to shriek, a clear sign that Lupus Tenebris was furious. He gave a bone chilling growl that frightened Judy.

“I volunteer Alpha.” Toby repeated, stepping forward.There was a few seconds of shocked silence.“I appreciate your courage.” Jerry said finally. “But you have a wife and child. Are you sure you are willing to take this risk?”“I am taking it because of them. As long as that creature is out there my family won’t be safe. None of us will. If the Goddess has answers, I will risk anything to hear them.”Jerry studied him for moment, then nodded. “Be at the palace gate tomorrow morning. We will leave at first light.”“Yes Alpha. Can I see my family before I go?”Jerry gestured to a guard. “Take him.”Seeing a volunteer all the other wolves began to feel braver, wondering why they had been so scared in the beginning. Now that someone had volunteered, the spell had been broken.“The Goddess is with us.” Frank breathed as they walked back to the palace. “I was getting worried when no one volunteered.”Jerry didn’t answer. His mind was on the journey ahead, and the Moon Pool that might chan

It was a red noxala. Seeing a one wasn’t unusual . The winged creatures were messenger birds created by the Moon Goddess to carry messages between the kingdoms. But what shocked them was seeing one killed violently. Killing a noxala was forbidden, the violators were punished by the Moon Goddess herself. Also, the color was wrong. Noxala eggs were red. Hatchlings green. Young adults deep blue, elders grey. But an adult noxala had never been red. For a long heartbeat, no one moved. Then chaos erupted. “This is a trap!” Lord Dusk hissed. “Whose trap?” Marge asked fearfully. “His maybe.” Frank spat. Dusk’s fangs glinted as he hissed, “How dare you? I would never defile a noxala!” Frank pointed a shaking finger at the vampire lord. “Your people thrive on blood. Look at this! It’s your handiwork!” “Enough!” Jerry yelled, but his voice was drowned by the rising clamor. Accusations flew, claws were half-drawn, zombie fists clenched, and sparks of witch fire flared in the dark.

Donton continued. "But she could not undo the blood already spilled, or the seeds of hate planted by Tenebris, which caused all the kingdoms to turn on each other, each blaming the other for the unrest.” “The First War,” Jerry said grimly. Donton nodded. “Yes. sibling against sibling, kingdom against kingdom. The only people spared the acrimony were Zombies. Mortava remained neutral, shielding us for the chaos. The Moon Goddess managed to call a truce, then to encourage communication among the kingdoms, she created a neutral messenger. From Wolves she took their heightened senses, loyalty and ability to track across vast distances. From Vampires she took wings, night vision, ability to glide silently through the skies. From Witches, their magical sigils glowing on their bodies, giving them the power of illusions. From Zombies, resilience, ability to travel tirelessly without rest, and an eerie aura that wards off predators. The creature was known as the Noxala, a swift messeng

“I am sure you both did your part.” Jerry said uneasily, trying to diffuse the tension. “We didn’t do anything! I did.” Mona said stubbornly. “Alpha what was the outcome of your journey?” Someone in the crowd asked, interrupting the confrontation. “Is there hope?” Another added. “You will all be informed shortly.” Jerry said, then turned to Frank. “Have them announce for every adult in the kingdom to meet here in an hour. I will address them.” He went in, followed by Som. Frank arranged the announcement and went in too, followed by a complaining Mona who told him the humiliation she had received from Som. “I want him and that peasant punished.” She declared. “Ignore it.” Frank said and entered his chamber. Mona followed. “How can you say that father? How do you honestly expect me to ignore such an insult? I can’t. I won’t.” “You can and you will!” He said firmly, tired of her grumblings. “Som is one of the Alpha’s most respected councilmen. The Alpha won’t t