The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

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In the middle of the night, turmoil befell Foham city. The residents were ordered to vacate the city. Crying, running and panting, the residents ran towards Bishnigam as if the soul reaper was right behind them, swinging his scythe.

With the rising sun, many fell to the ground, exhausted and lifeless.

~Thapak, Dubrak~

All the sane and conscious refugees heard the sound of mounted troops marching towards them.

"Ahh, did they change their mind?"

"No, it's from the opposite direction"

"It-it's reinforcement, Warborn Kingdom has sent troops."

They were right, the humanoid people, riding on hyena beasts arrived. A man with brownish skin at the front dismounted from the hyena beast, he wore skulls around his neck and tight clothes, reflecting his good build muscles.

"Th-that's the Crown Prince Atra and his Bloody Hyenas unit." Someone shouted.

Indeed they were Bloody Hyenas, a unit under the crown prince, full of martial masters.

Atra gazed at the man who recognized him and said. "You, come here."

The muscular man with red eyes and black hair jolted towards him, he seemed happy that the next king of the Warborn Kingdom called him. He was healthy for a refugee.

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"Your highness, I am here"

"What happened in Foham, don't skip a single thing." Atra said.

The man nodded and started the tale about how the werewolves conquered the city of Foham, he didn't miss a single aspect. Especially when it's related to the Crown Prince of Bloodfang Kingdom, the man showed him as much opprobrious as he could.

Atra gasped. "He casted half city-sized magic spell and devoured souls and spirits! How the fuck is this possible?"

"I am not lying, your highness. You can ask any of the rest"

Atra pivoted his eyes towards the rest and none shook their head, everyone nodded in affirmation.

"These carts your majesty... they will testify" the man said as he started to shiver, horrific scenes displayed in his mind.

The sudden change of fear confused the werehyena prince, he came closer. Gazed at the carts, dozens of sacks were in one cart, dripping blood. Atra's eyes widened.

"I was wondering about this blood stench, at first I thought it was coming from wounded. But the stench is too thick." A female with black long hair spoke, she has visible wrinkles on her face, crying to tell that she is old.

"Mam Zoja!" The prince uttered as he looked at her.

The lady looked at a man in the unit "Open it" she ordered.

The man jumped off and did as said, her status must be high for a Bloody Hyena to listen to her quietly.

The man picked up the sack, soaked in blood and untied the knot.

As the top of the sack was opened, a nasty malodor invaded his nose

~BLLUURRGH~

The werehyena couldn't bear the smell and puked, the sack slipped from his hand and fell down

~THUUMPPS~

With a dull thud, the sack tilted. Their eyes almost came out. "Ar-are these are tongues!?" Someone asked.

The volume of refugees' cries raised, seeing a sack full of tongues. They recalled what they saw in Foham city.

"Hey, get a hold of yourself and open another sack" she said.

But the man was not in the condition to answer, she clicked her tongue and went to open it herself.

But before she could reach another individual reached the cart, Prince Atra stood beside a cart and pulled out another sack.

He opened the knot and threw it on the ground, the ears of his country's soldiers scattered.

He gritted his teeth and picked another, the one with eyeballs.

Each sack had different parts in it. Fingers, nails, teeth, genitals, organs and whatnot.

Seeing the sight, even the soul of Bloody Hyenas quacked. Even in their days as bandits, they never humiliated a mass of dead bodies.

The vein bulged on his forehead "Not a single one of them will be forgiven, let's kill them in Foham city, Mam Zoja" the prince said, anger overtaking him.

"Don't be silly, crown prince. Didn't they have thousands of martial masters?" She replied.

"But... how can they afford such power. It's impossible no matter how I think"

"I can't understand that either, they were even able to kill 2 generals of our Kingdom. I knew Bizzik and Nailuam, they were not weak. Let's get back to Bishnigam and lay out a strategy." The smart lady said.

"But Mam, I want to kill them now. How will I face father if I fail to avenge my brothers, they have violated the code of war." The prince made up his mind.

"Prince, listen to my advice. This is not... SHIT!" Zoja cussed while gazing in a certain direction.

"Huh... what happened, mam?"

"We are surrounded," she said.

The eyes of Prince squinted as he gathered his qi to sense.

There were thousands of people, around 30,000 refugees. They surrounded the 500 Bloody Hyenas as soon as arrived, amongst them were hiding 1000 imperial guards and supernovas in absolute disguise.

"How did you manage to avoid my sensor magic? It's my first time that such large numbers passed my sensors stealthily" She said, there was praise and regret in her voice.

She praised her opponents' abilities while regretting that they'll die here.

"Ageless Witch, Zoja. Am I right?" A voice came from the crowd.

"And who you might be?" She asked indifferently.

A young man rose from crowd. "I am Bilal Coldbone, 4th Supernova of Bloodfang Kingdom."

"Supernova, Is it a military title?" She inquired in interest.

"Indeed, just like Warborn's 8 Generals. There are 9 supernovas in the Bloodfang Kingdom."

Zoja hmmed "I'm very impressed, such a young age and you are already a 4th circle sorcerer."

"Thank you for your words, but, I have to kill you here" Bilal claimed.

"Haha, you are funny. Are you capable enough to do that, I am at 5th circle." She guffawed before saying.

"It is as you said, I am not capable. But, I am not alone." The words ended and a spear was thrown towards Zoja from another direction.

Zoja raised her hand. "Stop" a wave of air arose and the spear stopped in mid-air before it could reach the Ageless Witch.