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Wolf Bloodline

King Einar, the astonishing king of the great and only continent, one day decided to choose a new heir to his kingdom from among his five most precious sons. By giving each of them different duties, King Einar did something unchangeable and unimaginable that day. He gave them an order and not only a task or a quest to accomplish, but he also wanted his sons to accomplish their duty with maturity, with honor, and with pride. But nothing, he wanted to do went in order, just because of his son. The eldest and most powerful brother, "Yores", opposed this situation. He decided that it would be better, if the King gave them a second chance. But everything was chosen, and he found himself another solution to conquer his biggest rival. Lost, against anything that he wanted to win. So he made a deal with the most powerful lineage, "The Apocalypse Lineage," to take the throne. And by obtaining power, he started a rebellion. After Yores took the throne, he ruled the people in such a manner for years, damaged many relationships and made himself the evilest person to ever be seen. But even his reign, came to an end. A wolf descendant, one of the strongest lineage's people, challenged Yores. Jiro, the strongest person among bloodlines. He was so brave, so strong, and so dauntless. He was someone who changed many things. The Battle of Jiro and Yores continued for three days exactly, and their battle, being heard all over the continent, changed the entire world. But the real story to be told was only beginning....

ASW · Fantasy
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286 Chs

The Truth Of The Matter

Since the warrior gates of the Colosseum were still sealed, I was the only one inside the arena. As a result of being thrown by Miron, my cloak had been torn off and lay crumpled on the ground.

I needed to get back to Rose's area, but it was too high for me to reach and the Colosseum was completely sealed off. The only way in or out was through the gates that would soon open for the warriors to enter.

Even if I was searched and recognized, I didn't think any soldiers would interfere with me until the tournament was over. To do so would risk angering the people. The kings were currently in an urgent meeting and their focus would not be on the battle for the time being.

I also realized that the gates were enchanted. I had thought to throw myself out as the warriors arrived and the gates opened, but a powerful spell held them fast and prevented anyone from passing through. It seemed that no one could enter or leave until the tournament was over.