Dravia's Castle,
In The Land of Brown-Red Wolves
It was a tiring day. He oversees the training of the captured. They were all obedient with his underlings. All of them including Ergon, his son, were behaved in front of him. Countless were panting heavily. Others were wounded, but they never complained. None of them even tried to escape from the perilous and arduous training he gave to the prisoners.
“It's a bit weird earlier, but it doesn't matter. What I want is my pack to become stronger. I'll settle the score with Olvia once all of them are ready to fight.”
He whispered those words. Drav was inside his chamber. The window was half-open. He was half-naked, exposing the scars he got from what happened to him before Dravia got separated from Olvia who was once called Oldravia.
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