Chapter 42 Kilian and the Brave Boy

The rain might have stopped, but the dense aura that carried an air of death from within the forest showed no sign of easing.

A loud roar that spread terror along with the noise of the rain and the howling of the wind, muffled with each other as if competing.

From their position standing in front of Rea's tent, Luce and Arno could feel how terrifying Kilian was trying to scare his victims. The man is a predator.

The alpha always enjoyed the moments when torturing the rogues. Forcing them to beg for mercy while the man wouldn't give any mercy.

Only, Luce narrowed his eyes. Trying to clarify his field of vision in the midst of heavy rain and the darkness of night. From afar, he could see Kilian's figure in his wolf form. Get out of the forest and approach their location.

Kilian took more time to finish off the enemy than Luce had imagined. Maybe the guy just wanted to play around. Torment them with a long death.