"An Alpha?" Kylie asked with much confusion clouding her mind. "What are you going on about Davies?" Kylie's heart beat furiously as the question came out of her mouth.Initially her heart had been pounding ferociously, but it was due to the dangerous beast that sought to consume her. Now it beat anxiously because of Davies's words. She didn't know what Davies was referring to, but her blood seemed to know much more than she did. For her heart suddenly run into overdrive when she heard the word "Alpha", as though it knew exactly what Davies was saying. If she could speak to her heart, she would ask it why it was so excited to hear the word; however, that treacherous organ that loved and hated as it saw fit and tried to dictate the affairs of the mind, wasn't ready to give an answer. It turned its head away in swift abandonment, not caring about how Kylie would find her answer. All it knew was that it was definitely not going to come from it."Well..." Davies stated before leaping over
Kylie lost her focus for a while. This loss in concentration was not because there was so much running through her mind, but because there was nothing occupying that pretty head of hers! She was an Alpha? How was that possible? Up until several hours ago, she had no idea that a world like this existed. How was she suddenly an Alpha? "It isn't set in stone, but that's what I think anyway. It isn't something we should be worrying about now though."Davies stated as he made his way past a few more trees before descending down below. It was this sudden stop that woke Kylie up."Why have we stopped?" she asked, confused at Davies's decision. The Great Wolf hadn't forgotten about them. She could still hear it's mighty stomps and loud growls. Since they hadn't been forgotten, it was unwise to forget about it!"It's a dead end," Davies explained with a bitter smile gracing his lips. His eyes were much sharper than Kylie's, so he could see much farther ahead. Up ahead was a cliff. There was
The eyes of the Great Wolf shone with curiousity upon seeing the strange action of the Davies. The boy who was running away from it with the one it sought on his back was suddenly returning to it - with its prize in hand! It was suspicious no matter how the Great Wolf looked at it. It's eyes shone with several questions as it wondered if Davies had finally seen the light and had decided to do what was right; which was to present Kylie to it and save himself! However, when it saw the resolution in the young man's eyes, it knew that this wasn't the case. The boy's eyes were filled with much greater determination than he had shown thus far. The Great Wolf growled threateningly at the approaching Davies. It could care less about Davies's motive for suddenly changing his trajectory and running this way. All that mattered was that the boy was coming its way. It wouldn't let him get away this time! And it howled loudly as though trying to assert it's authority over the speeding duo.*Awooo
"How deep is this cave?" Davies asked as he and Kylie took another turn. The cave was so dark that one wouldn't be able to tell his or her left from his or her right; but this didn't apply to Davies. His sharp senses allowed him to survive even this dark cave."I don't know. I didn't travel this deeply when I first came here. I only stood at the entrance." Kylie was just as baffled as Davies. Her eyes glowed brightly like torches filled with the power of the sun, allowing her to see past the darkness and accept the nonexistent light."I see," Davies responded with a small frown on his face. The duo had been walking for over 15 minutes now, and the cave that seemed as small as an oyster's shell space was suddenly as vast as an ancient maze!"Can't we just go back?" Kylie asked as the duo travelled deeper into a cave they had no understanding of. She wondered if it was wise to continue on their current trajectory, since they didn't know what they were doing. In such an instance wasn't i
"Hmmm," Kylie held her chin in contemplation as she scrutinised herself. "Well I think it's easier to read that large wolf's mind than it is to read yours. I don't feel tired per se, but I feel a greater toll on me when I read your mind." Kylie stated with a small frown on her face."I see," Davies nodded his head in understanding. "It is still too early to say this, but it may be that your mind-reading skill is based on intelligence, not strength," the young man analysed. "That seems the most likely," Kylie assented, believing that her friend's words were accurate. "Does it get more difficult when I actively guard myself against you?" Davies asked as he turned to face his friend. He steeled his heart and guarded his mind, not allowing Kylie's beautiful brown eyes to sway him.Kylie stared into her friend's eyes for a long time. Initially, she tried to steal the secrets that lay within, but soon she became lost in those beautiful eyes."I never noticed how lovely your eyes were," s
Kylie was greatly surprised by her friend's change. So far Davies had been sticking to his human side. Even when he faced the Great Wolf - a threat he considered the greatest he had ever faced in his lifetime - he remained in his human form. All he did was develop claws and sharpen his ears. It was different now. Kylie's friend now looked like a cheetah standing on two legs! Even his lower limbs were more like hindlimbs, adopting the signature curve that creatures of great speed like the cheetah were born with. Paws replaced hands and feet, and claws replaced nails. His muscles were lean yet packed with strength, and not an ounce of fat could be seen on his body!Kylie didn't understand the significance of this change, but anyone else belonging to the world of beastmen and undead would have been greatly amazed by Davies's change. This was because of the rarity attached to a Full Partial Transformation.There were three types of beast transformations: Incomplete Partial Transformation,
Davies pushed forward amidst the darkness that threatened to consume him. His figure was like a bright star amidst the night sky. He moved like the beasts that surrounded him, but with greater flexibility and the craftiness of a man. Although he was surrounded on all sides, the many Great Wolves that threatened him couldn't lay a finger on him! "Heightened Senses: Blistering Pace!"*Boom*Davies avoided yet another dangerous strike from a nearby Great Wolf. His eyes flashed brightly as he rolled on the ground to avoid another swipe aimed at his chest. His movements were fluid and unhurried; he was like a main dancer surrounded by a troupe of backup dancers. He was the main attraction!Davies had done brilliantly so far, waltzing through the mob of large wolves with unbelievable precision. However, this wasn't solely due to his excellent movements. While Davies was a speed demon, he knew that if it wasn't because the wolves were stuck in the cave with him, he wouldn't have lasted past
A sickening smile stretched Davies's lips as he admired his work. The blood of the deceased Great Wolf seeped into the soil of the cave and was swiftly absorbed. The body of the beast lay on the ground silently, as the other beasts came to terms with what had just occured.The eyes of the Great Beasts that were formerly filled with bloodlust were swiftly coated in fear, and several of them stepped back anxiously. Their actions caused Davies to growl in excitement. He slowly lost himself, thinking that his action of killing one of them had been enough to instil cowardice in the hearts of these powerful foes."That's right! Run you cowards!" Davies exclaimed, his voice travelling all through the cave and to the outside world.To the young man the actions of the Great Wolves showed that they had become disillusioned by their strength and had forgotten that they too could be killed. Seeing one of their own die reminded them that they too were mortals, and their fear generated this response
Kylie had another dream. Well, at this point, she spent more time dreaming than she did staying awake; however, this dream was familiar. It was an image she had seen before and one that she did not miss. She did not think she would see this again, but here she was once again, her spirit stranded on this worn-down planet. The red sun in the sky bore down on her and transmitted great heat, for although this was a dream, Kylie could feel the burning fire of the sun. The Legacy candidate of the Lion King tribe tore her eyes away from the sun and cast her eyes to the only figure present on this planet. Unlike her meet dream of this place, there were no enemies today. And unlike the first time, the protagonist of this dream was staring at her.A figure that seemed familiar yet eerily unfamiliar. It was as though she was holding a dystopian mirror before herself, for the person Kylie was looking at was an alternate image of herself. Same face, same figure, same complexion, and the same heigh
“What...is...that?” Razor asked with widened eyes. His arms which held Philip trembled strongly as his transformed skin failed to cope with the scorching heat now present in the hall. Yet even though his fur sizzled and burned, Razor could feel nothing. All that went through his mind was the shock of seeing Kylie in this new form.“Did you know about this?” Jack turned to Davis and asked. “No. Of course not. This is my first time seeing something like this” Davies replied.Both men were stunned by what they were seeing. Jack was using his spear to absorb the heat that threatened to reduce him to ash, for his spear’s origin was related to a creature that loved flames. As for Davies, he was using Jack as a shield by standing as close to him as possible. His response to Jack was not marred with lies, for he indeed had no idea what was going on. He had never seen Kylie in this form before, neither had he seen her radiating so much fury. No...wait. He had seen her show this much anger be
“Those eyes that were formerly lost, are now filled with conviction. They have figured it out.” Bloodlust muttered to herself silently, the pretentious crazed look she had mustered fading into nothingness. Her eyes still held her rage and her quivering from the loss of her brother did not cease, but her hidden wisdom had been pushed to the surface. This change was easy to discern. After all, it was easy to tell when an opponent had suddenly turned cautious.“Don’t worry about her ability to regenerate!” Kylie screamed, not telling the others that Davies held the key to defeating this monster; such a decision would cost them their element of surprise.Unfortunately for Kylie, Bloodlust was keen and sharp. She was unlike her brother. The moment she saw Kylie and Davies exchanging looks and noticed that his demeanour had grown emboldened, she was confident that the two were plotting something. She didn’t know how they had communicated without saying a word, but she would be arrogant to d
Kylie frowned as she watched Bloodlust rapidly approaching. Razor was engaged with the Blood Daemon, keeping her at bay with his powerful blows and tearing her apart with the blades that adorned his arm. Unfortunately, his victim could be so careless with her actions and her attacks. Her swift attacks and careless nature made it difficult for Razor to be as brazen as he usually was, affecting his fighting style. Thankfully, Razor was not alone. Jack was there as well.As someone who had trained more as a marital artist than as a beastman, Jack was more suited to a battle like this. In a battle that required more caution than brazen obliteration of the enemy, Jack was a better fit. Phillip had also crawled out of the wall he had been struck into. While he was not as strong as Razor or as skilled as Jack, he too was used to a more reserved fighting style due to the fact that he had been fighting against opponents stronger than he was for the past few weeks of training prior to the missi
Dark Shadows’ eyes fluttered close as she embraced death. She didn’t think she would die like this but alas, when did she become the decider of her fate? Her greatest delusion had been to underestimate the beastmen because they were young. If she had taken them seriously from the start and actually drawn up a strategy to handle them, even if she had lost, she would have taken half of the team with her. It was unfortunate for the one who ruled these parts to come to this realization while standing on death’s door; however, her death was not filled with only regret.Yes, she had failed to lead properly and caused Slender and Muscles’ death by sending them after opponents who were much too ready for them. Yes, her foolishness and carelessness had led to the death of Breaker, meaning that even if she had survived, the Blood Daemon family would have killed her for her error. And yes, she had brought Bloodlust to tears and broken the spirit of the once reserved girl. These were all things s
For as long as she could remember, she and her brother had been together. From the moment of their birth to the time the family decided that they should go on their pilgrimage, they had been together. That was the life she had grown accustomed to. Her brother’s presence had become a part of her. He was an extension of her image, a mirror that reflected the part of herself that was always suppressed. Her strict nature and bridled character could be maintained because he was free for both of them. Hs carelessness and free spirit made up for her lack of either one thereof, making it easier to reach the level she had reached.Daemons were special. Each one was highly valued, and the Daemon families were powerful in their own right. Much like the Beastmen’s influential tribes, Daemons were the influential families of the Undead, and their elders came from these families. From Speed Daemons to Rage Daemons and Blood Daemons, Daemons were a force to be reckoned with; a force that not even th
“Sh*t” Dark Shadow could not help but swear when she saw Breaker’s head rolling helplessly across the floor.Her eyes flashed coldly as rage and fear overcame every fiber of her being. It was unusual for the two polar opposite emotions to share the same space, but that was exactly what was happening right now. Her eyes sought the figure of the assassin. She wanted to see the one who had been so brave as to venture into her den alone. After all, she didn’t believe that all the beastmen who had been sent this time were assassins. Yet she could not catch a glimpse of the assassin. She roared in rage as she stamped her foot onto the ground, but her rage would not last long. For in no time, a large figure broke through the door of the throne room, blowing it to smithereens, and barged inside with an insidious smile on his face. This person was a beastman covered in spikes. His shaggy mane was reflective of his clan and Dark Shadow knew immediately who was behind this.“The Lion King tribe!
Dark Shadow sat silently upon her throne. Her eyes gazed calmly upon the large chandelier hanging from the centre of the ceiling that had been unused since the time she started living here. After all, what need did an Undead have for light. Whether it was sunlight or artificial light, it did not have a place in their land.“It feels quiet without them here,” Dark Shadow muttered, sighing tiredly.“If Slender and Muscles heard you say this, they would be very pleased,” said an Undead who had just walked into the room.Next to this Undead was another of his kind but of the opposite sex. The two approached Dark Shadow’s throne and knelt before her, offering their respect to their mistress.“Bloodlust greets Mistress Dark Shadow.”“Breaker greets Mistress Dark Shadow.”Looking down upon her two subordinates, Dark Shadow chuckled lightly and gestured for them to stand. These two, Bloodlust and Breaker, were the other two 4 Star Undead under her command. Bloodlust and Breaker were both Bloo
Psycho opened his eyes to the unfamiliar sight of daylight. He squinted naturally, as was expected for a creature more accustomed to the shadows and began to squirm uncomfortably. He wanted to get out of the light and into the darkness. His eyes rapidly sought for shade or shelter, anything that could grant him respite from the scorching heat of the sun that threatened to suck him dry.“Why am I here? And where is the captain?” Psycho wondered as his patched and cracked lips refused to part to even allow him to speak.He didn’t know why he couldn’t move as freely as he wanted, for his eyes were struggling to adapt to the piercing brightness of the sun. He could not see properly. His body just felt unusually heavy. Almost as though there was something keeping him bound. The last time he felt this way was right before he awakened as an Undead. For before he opened his eyes to this world that he knew, his body would not listen to him. Since then, he had clawed his way through the bittern