The weather of the whole Valgoor changed very drastically that night. That day's full moon night which was giving off the feeling of tranquility and peace changed very drastically. Black clouds started gathering in the clear sky hiding the beautiful moon and stars. And soon cold rain drops started falling on the earth of the magical world.
Amongst the corpses of mutilated Acid Wolves stood a man. His face and most of his body parts were burned due to the blood of Acid Wolves. He was bleeding like there was no tomorrow. He had two sabers in his hands and he stood tall on the ground while staring at the air…
The bloodlust in his eyes had not diminished a single bit. He wanted to kill more. He wanted to do more killing. But there was no target in sight. He was about to go turn toward the man that he saved. After all, he was a beast and needed blood. It didn't matter whom it belonged to.