LEGEND OF SERIVA

m where the supernatural and the mundane intertwined. The figures moved so smoothly that it was as if they were not there, their speed rendering them a mere blur to any observer. The

olence and aggression ever recorded in human history. Apart from their ferocity, they we

ad so sharp it glittered when stray rays of light touched it. Beside him, a huge wolfhound ran in circles, its senses keenly attuned to the hunt. This was a hunter, and he

e we stood our ground and fought like the Serivans we are,

your lives. And don't forget-they have wolfsbane. We can't risk it," replied Ryan. They had emerged

ture. Serivans never flee from the enemy, especially not the ro

nking everything is easy," R

in. "We can't keep running all night. E

amp here and prepare for battle. Talia, you'll be the bait. Nicky, set up the pe

he bait," Talia grumbled. "N

a next time," Ry

heir defenses. Ryan shot up the nearest tree effortlessly, vanishing into

She looked up at the tree where Ryan was hidden and smiled, revealing milk-white teeth and sharp ca

rwise. Talia and Nicky were headstrong and determined, and he had never been able to convince them to change th

epared himself for the coming confrontation. The hunters were closing in, and the supernatu

ts mark. She inspected the arrow as the bushes parted, revealing a heavily muscled man holding a battle-ax. Soon, he was joined by two

ce until now. She opened her mouth a

urprising that something so small

autiful night, my lady?" the big

h sarcasm. "It's too silent, the moon seems distant, and it's damp. Plus,

ul night for me to do my work. Do you know what that work is? No? It

making the man take a step

yself right now," she said

most lethal poison to werewolves. Inhaling its fumes causes severe muscle damage, and if untreated, it stops the heart in fiv

by all werewolves, even the royals. Lately, humans and werewolves had been in constant competition for food, terri

ssolved into a mist and floated away just as the dart shot through her gaseous form and hit the tree where Ryan was hid

. We have a royal with us," the

mon werewolf? Well, now that yo

ound. The hunters were surrounded. The hunter had become the prey. The two young men dropped their bows and scrambled

missed. That was the last thing he ever did before Ryan's saw-like canines crushed him. Seeing her master killed, the young woman dropped her crossbow and

d to the ground, a dart sticking from her neck. R

u'll protect our people. Keep them safe with everything y

his face. He shifted into his wolf form and howled a long, mournful howl. His sorrow echoed through the forest, and soon, other wolves joined in. The