I stood slowly and looked around at my men. They watched me with weary eyes while the women they had saved cowered in fear behind them.
Letting a sigh escape me, I looked down at the lycan that I had been beating moments prior. He met my gaze as a smile began to spread across his lips.
"Got you." He growled as a loud howl escaped him.
Confused at what he meant, I watched as his body began to tremble and boils began to pop up on his skin. Green liquid oozed from the wounds while smoke drifted up towards me.
"Cover your faces!" I hissed, realizing what was going on.
Not only had the rogues decided to work with a lycan, they also decided to use poison warfare against their opponents.
"What is this?" Charles asked, his voice muffled by his shirt, which covered his mouth and nose.
"Stay
