49 Dogs on a Leash

Draig was not far when he had heard Kira howl in anguish however he did not hasten his pace either, he had already determined what his next course of action would be. The young Feratu continued walking until he was standing before the bloodied scene of Kira's 'redeeming' act, this sight somehow caused Draig to be angry though.

"You witnessed my assailant's assault and did nothing, why" stated Draig alerting the Old wolf to his presence.

Kira's weak and exhausted form straightened instantly as he turned around.

"You sat and watched them from the moment it began" continued Draig as he walked to the bloody scene.

"Lord" started Kira knowing the truth in the Vampire's words.

"I didn't tell you to speak" cut in Draig before the Wolf could finish.

Kira understood and remained silent, he was aware that he couldn't match up against the person before him in his current condition.

"If you were in my position Kira, how would you handle it" asked Draig glaring at the Old wolf.

Kira didn't speak at first but the thump of Draig's cane made him realize that it was now his time to speak.

"Lord, I would kill those responsible" answered Kira keeping his response short.

"That is a good answer, so tell me what am I to do now that you have taken this liberty from me" asked Draig standing before the three's bodies.

Kira was at a loss on what to say, it hadn't occurred to him that the young Feratu would want to take matters into his own hand's.

"Lord, I cannot answer this question" responded Kira dropping his head.

Draig didn't say anymore as he prodded and poked the remain's of his attackers, those who had gathered due to Kira's actions grit their teeth as they watched Draig treat their dead kin like slaughtered beef.

"Tell me Kira, since it was your proposal to reward those who worked hard. What should I do now that my anger cannot be dissuaded by killing those who would have killed me" demanded Draig softly.

"I have no answer for this question also" answered Kira as he clenched his fist's fearing the worst.

Draig walked around and caught a whiff of alcohol from a few of the others that had joined in to party at his suspected demise.

"Perhaps I should eliminate those that shared these dead mongrels view's" asked Draig as he looked at one particularly savage looking Werewolf who bore one of Draig's rings.

Kira was going to say something however before he could a series of gasps were heard, the Old wolf looked at Draig who had promptly put the tip of his Cane into this Wolf's head.

"I am waiting Kira" stated Draig as he walked to another, this one was clearly not an adult however Draig stood before him with cold eyes that seemed as endless as the abyss.

"A tournament" shouted Kira suddenly causing Draig to pause his motion, his Cane rested against the brow of this young Wolf.

"What was that Kira" asked Draig turning around with an interested look.

"A tournament" repeated Kira quickly.

"Oh?" answered Draig in interest.

"Please do explain the working's of this tournament, tell me how would it ease my anger" asked Draig tapping his Cane against the pup's brow harshly.

"It would be a tournament among these wolves here, the one's who dared to celebrate your demise" started Kira causing Draig to gain a full interest in the idea.

"Continue" chuckled Draig as he took a seat upon the back of a kneeling Werewolf causing growls to be heard from his counterparts among the crowd.

"Pit these people against each other in a series of fights to the death, the victor's get to keep their lives and those who lose will naturally forfeit their lives" stated Kira hoping to at least save some of his Kin.

"Alright Kira, you have my attention. I like this idea but how about a few adjustments" chuckled the young Feratu dangerously.

"W-what kind of adjustments" stumbled Kira practically smelling Draig's cruel intentions.

"Why don't we liven it up a bit" spoke Draig with a smile.

"How" asked Kira as his hand's clenched subconsciously.

"They will face me instead in one on one combat" laughed Draig when he saw the looks of fright from those who had been celebrating.

"Naturally I will give them a chance of survival, for I am not void of compassion" smiled Draig cruelly.

Kira hearing these words did not feel at ease instead actually felt more fear.

"They will fight me but should they wish to surrender they will be required to put on a collar and pay fealty to me, however if they cannot do this." started Draig leaving the last bit hanging in the air and Kira was certain of the words but still asked.

"If they cannot" asked Kira pitifully.

"I will destroy their very existence" chuckled Draig as he stepped off of his makeshift seat not caring for the hand he crunched under his step.

Kira merely closed his eye's and nodded.

Kasa in the crowd had stars in her eyes as she watched the way Draig held her entire clan in his cold deadly grip, she ran from the crowd and went to fetch something that would perhaps pique Draig's interest and land her a nice hot seat.

Meanwhile Kraus in the distance found his men slaughtered in the Beast lands, it was something he couldn't fathom as the Limit breaker had always returned them to a stronger condition than before even from a deadly strike.

The cause of this were the Elve's and even more specifically Dahlia, she had changed since Draig's departure. She was spiteful to any Elf that would come near and refused any of the Queen's calls, her change in demeanor was apparent especially now as she slaughtered these Dark Knights easily even Kraus was on the losing end.

"Draig" roared Kraus at the top of his lungs as his armor was broken by a large log spear, his body erupted in a purple haze as he tried to get back up but Dahlia hearing this name roared out and smashed the leader of these evil Knights repeatedly in a rage.

Eventually Dahlia came to a stop and sat atop a tree for a long time staring at this figure sitting in a crater, however after several minutes of no movement she left missing Kraus's body once again erupting in a purple haze.

'Damn you Vampire' thought Kraus angrily but his humongous form was exhausted and looking at his slaughtered men he couldn't find a means to continue. Not with the Guardian of the Forest standing in the way of him and his target.

'Hide behind your little pet for now Leech, you will have to come out eventually and I will be ready when you do' thought Kraus as he hobbled through the forest to return home from his failed campaign.

Opposite of Kraus far from the City of Elves, Sylvie and Winter continued their search for the Feratu. Sylvie's body had started to develop more demonic qualities as she had begun to use here class more and more, even Winter was showing a few signs of change on her figure.

However neither of these women noticed this as they each possessed their own agenda for finding Draig but little did they know they were far from being the only one's.