Chapter 18 -: A fierce war

Under the scorching heat of the sun, on the streets surrounded by damaged properties and unconscious bodies, there was a ferocious battle, with Azexelan spawns pressing their attacks further against a pack of werewolves whose faces appeared to be show extreme tiredness, in the far distance stood Daniel Rollover, he had a wicked smile on his lips.

"I thought Alucard would be back by now" Ron mutters thirstily, he felt blood on his tongue, this creatures were unusually strong and they kept reappearing, he was fighting alongside his fellow elite Reg and a pack of other werewolves, they too appeared fatigued. Ron surveyed the surrounding, he knew that if he kept this up, his clan wouldn't survive much longer, he had to come up with a plan and fast.