ry eager to kill as much wolves men as he could. For every successful operation, they were paid as much a

e-talkie started vibrat

e advancing." That was the warlord

ould see him greeting ready. Sherlock was therefore, confused when he heard a shuffling noise just behind him as he made to move. Perhaps, the person was just as eager as he was. However, he was curious and t

n following him behind... He did not even see the wolves a few hundred metres away. Abruptly, he turned around and without caring to make out the face, pulled the trigger on his gun. The bullet left the gun swiftly, and took the person unawares. The person went down with a scream, his

his head nearly colliding with a huge glass stone. Just then, the blast from the bomb came to hi

.

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n his hands, were a long sword and sharp bladed axe. He looked around, a smile on his face

en who were hiding behind huge trees to attack. They wanted

y, Jimmi

master?" He ask

aygrounds. He prefers battlef

sult quietly, and

et's do thi

ttack, a short range explosive was thrown at him. He kicked it and it landed several metres

increasing. His arm was cut and his right foot had a shallow graze. He dropped the sword and holding the huge axe with both hands, he started swinging it round and round. The wolves saw it, but it wa

ted to attack his master in a creeping position from behind. The wolf sighted him coming and quick

ord,

He jumped to the right and landed on his stomach, face flat.

wolves on huge tree branches, sending down their poisonous arrows on the Lions. The scene was getting more and more chaotic. He aimed his revolver at one and brought him down. And again, another. Before he could shoot the third, he saw th

d now, and the few who wer

aughter them!". Warlord Kendrick i

own with their rifles. Soon, only one Wolf was left.

give up, okay?" One of the lions

ply did not just bother to stop. He went