The wolf’s den (2)

Yadha DAKHAT

Since when were they so strong!!? What happened in the last month? How did they become so powerful? And who was this guy who had just turned into a bear?

My eyes were wide as I watched the scene. The man was in the middle of the sea of ​​creatures, he was easily slicing down any attackers who dared to approach him.

Honestly it was terrifying to watch, him and his followers: "Rakahn, Dahlia and two other soldiers", stood on the front lines, relentlessly slaughtering the creatures that tried to overstep their barricade, the few exceptions that managed to escape. sneaking through their hands were finished off by the rest of the clan and as if to show their nonchalance they even formed teams to recover their essence stones.

Since their arrival, the number of enemies had been decreasing at breakneck speed, which left me speechless.

It only took 5 people to reduce the number of these vicious creatures, and I also noticed that although the creatures found themselves cornered, they did not back down.

Even if they were devoid of intelligence, animal instinct should have alerted them to run to their own deaths.

"It was like being thrown into the den of the wolf," I thought.

In the mouth of the wolf? I was there too, I could never have predicted a turnaround like this, Rakahn was strong enough to compete with me but I always won my duels against him.

How could I get out of this situation? How to prevent the wolf from clamping its teeth on its prey?

I remained hidden in the far corner of the village, while the man called for a gathering to discuss the upcoming battles, or at least that's what he said...

Very late that night, when Viola had come to keep me company, she spoke to me with a dark expression on her face, while I tried to find out what made her this way she explained to me that the Orleth clan had had big changes.

Apparently the man who was with them was their master, and it was he who had made them so strong.

It's logic ! I thought to myself, why else would they become so strong? Normally they would have to ally with two clans to have a chance of competing with us, but now in terms of pure physical strength which made us proud in the Dhakat clan we would be overwhelmed by them, obviously that is if my clan still existed.

A sudden noise quickly changed my dull expression into one of suspicion.

Someone was approaching my position.

As I heightened my mana senses, I felt a cold sensation come over me and my hair stood on end making me realize how much goosebumps covered my body.

-"What is that? What is that feeling?" Viola asked me "I felt someone approaching here"

"Me too" I replied "maybe it's Sir Akumu?"

"I think you're wrong" she declared as she stroked his arm with her trembling hand.

I heard that Sir Akumu had enough mana from monster class creatures, maybe it was him who released his "aura" that he had hidden all the time?

"We elves are sensitive enough to mana to be able to distinguish every signature of mana emitted from a person or any demonic creature" she explained her expression becoming more and more dark "I clearly know the signatures of Sir Akumu's mana "

I looked at her, her beautiful face was distorted with terror, eagerly I swallowed as she continued;

"the aura was much denser and more refined than that of Sir Akumu and it seems that the owner does not even try to hide it"

If it wasn't Sir Akumu, who was it? So?

A shiver ran down my spine when I realized I had been spotted.

"How does he know I'm here? I hid my mana though" I muttered to Viola as we crouched behind the hedge so we could hide.

A whistle followed by a boom made me shudder as a sharply sliced ​​tree trunk fell near me, shaking the ground beneath my feet.

I wanted to scream but no sound came out, I was paralyzed, my eyes were wide with terror, my lips were numb as the man lowered himself in front of me.

"You're from the Dhakat clan, aren't you?" he asked me while his voice contrasted with the presence he emitted.

I just nodded, or at least that was all I could do, as I analyzed his figure.

He was a handsome dark-haired man, his black hair hung over his face, he was quite young and mature at the same time, his face was twisted into a smile as he gave me a dangerously lustful look.

"Well, I'm going to ask you to follow me."

Did he declare

"Shit, I'm done!! »

I squeezed viola's hand tightly as I rose to fulfill her request.

"What was he going to do to me? Torture me? Abuse me? judging by his perverted look he's going to ask me to do a lot of things to him" I thought

I closed my eyes and shook my head chasing away the thoughts that were racing through my head, as I held on tightly to Viola.