The Crimson Leviathan's Backer
The invasion of the crimson Leviathan had been unexpected.
Captain Crimson had not even noticed them in his path as he sailed the ship.
All of a sudden, seemingly from nowhere, they appeared.
This made the crew fearful, but they were not even granted the opportunity to enter into a fighting stance.
They were all taken unawares.
Iron-back werewolves landed on different parts of the ship's deck, surrounding the crew.
"So it's true, what they say." Ulric walked forward, still in his werewolf form.
He was big and broad, and although Captain Crimson was a really wide man, Ulric in his werewolf form was easily twice his size.
Seeing how he even towered over their captain made the crew all the more afraid.
Captain Crimson, on the other hand, swallowed hard.
"So, I heard from a little birdie back at Skull town that you were the scum responsible for bringing in the demons." Ulric went straight to the point "Is that true?"