The Calm Before the Storm

That way, the Crimson Moon Dynasty could focus entirely on dealing with the aliens.

While they were discussing, Valen had already returned to the estate with his three heavily injured guards.

The stench of blood on them was so thick that even from a distance, others could smell it.

Many of them assumed Valen had slaughtered a large number of humans while he was out.

Only the Scaldriths among them noticed that the blood on him belonged to their own kind.

"What happened to you?" Prince Ignis'Kai stood at the entrance, his face dark as he caught a whiff of the strong, familiar scent.

He looked at his cousin Valen, whose blood-soaked body smelled distinctly of two particular people.

Ignis'Kai's gaze sharpened. "Did you eat Nontar and the others?"

Valen's eyes were bloodshot. "Cousin, they were killed by three human cultivators!"