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XVIII
An army of werewolves led by Caius, the Alpha of the Wrescent pack, arrived on the West border. They were immediately greeted by the severed heads of werewolves pierced in the wood at the very entrance of the place. From the waning mist that enveloped the West Wrescent exposed to them the gruesome scenario of dismembered body parts and entrails of their kind was scattered everywhere. From the burnt and dilapidated houses, Caius thinks that no one has survived from the rogues' c*****e. The vampire rogues left a lot of damage in the area. Many of their companions were resentful of what was happening. The anger that can be seen in their brightening eyes now overcame them more. "This place looks horrible." Chaise said as he cruised his sight in the area and looked for the person he wanted
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