She Belongs To The Devil

Wulfric clenched his jaw and fisted his hands tightly.

His eyes fired up as he kept on staring at the lifeless body of Mingan.

"What did she ever do to deserve this fate?" Wulfric looked at the witch and asked in an exasperated whisper.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness," the witch could only apologize to the Crown Prince.

He was not blaming the witch for not being able to save her. He simply couldn't accept the fact that someone as young as him had to die like this.

He put his palm over Mingan's face and closed her eyelids. He abruptly got up on his feet and took one last glance at his friend before running out of the tent.

"I'm going to wipe out the battlefield off of those creatures and put an end to all this nonsense." He growled while he ran.

His heart was filled with rage towards the vampires who had killed and injured countless members of his pack. Within the span of an hour, he had already seen enough deaths to haunt him for his lifetime.

"I don't want to see any more deaths on my side!" he screamed as he ran past all the injured and dead werewolves.

This morning, he had sworn to Nigel that he would not go out on the battlefield. However, he was unable to stay put in the camp when his fellow werewolves were dying the death of animals.

"Wulfric! Where do you think you are going?" Fenris shouted when he saw his brother making his way toward the battlefield.

However, Wulfric kept on running as if he didn't hear his brother.

Fenris asked the wolf who had already healed to help with the injured wolf that he was looking after. And he followed Wulfric to stop him.

When he saw Wulfric again, he shouted in an attempt to stop his brother, "Wulfric! Don't you dare set your feet on the battleground! Don't make me break your legs, alright!"

But his words fell on deaf ears. Wulfric ran even faster when he heard Fenris shouting at him.

Fenris also sped up and caught Wulfric after giving him a chase for a while.

He grabbed Wulfric by his arm and forcefully made his brother turn and face him. "Wulfric! What the hell? Why were you acting like you didn't hear me?"

"Just shut up and let me go," Wulfric had a deep frown and he looked uninterested in hearing whatever Fenris had to say to him.

"Did you forget our promise to Nigel?" Fenris tried to make him remember how restless Nigel was regarding their safety until they both swore not to go out on the battlefield.

Wulfric angrily swatted away Fenris' hand and snarled, "Hell with the promise! I am done hiding! I am done sitting here helplessly and watching all the werewolves die in front of my eyes. I'm going to go out there and kill those bastards."

"Wulfric! Don't be so stubborn. Father will kill me if something was to happen to you." Fenris held his brother by his shoulders and shook him as if he was trying to make him snap out of his madness.

However, Wulfric screamed with a growl that lingered in his throat, "It's better to die here on the battlefield than be our father's puppet!"

His eye rims were glistening with tears while his face had hardened with fury. He was trying his best to hold back his emotions.

"Wulfric…" Fenris was hurt seeing his brother bursting out like that. He could tell that Wulfric was greatly hurt for some reason other than their father's obsessive control over their lives.

Fenris didn't have the heart to stop his brother anymore because he felt that he would end up doing something stupid if he kept on trying to stop his brother.

Fenris decided to put his faith in his brother. He left his hold on Wulfric and said, "Be careful out there."

"I will," Wulfric tightened his fists and turned on his heels.

Fenris kept on watching as the white wolf disappeared from his sight.

---

Laila, one of the members of the Mystic Coven, kept on following her High Priestess with her eyes as she entered the battlefield.

"Please be careful, dear sister," she wished Tabitha good luck from afar.

After a while, she saw Tabitha killing a vampire by bursting open his head. Soon after, two of the vampires ran after Tabitha while banging their hands on Tabitha's shield from behind. Tabitha didn't seem to care about them and was running as fast as her feet could handle.

"At this rate, her shield will crumble down soon!" Laila mumbled to herself and then prepared to attack those who were trying to break the shield of Tabitha.

She hated those 'backstabbers' from her gut. Before they would reach far from her sight, she focused her eyes on those vampires and chanted the spell, "Ignis ardeat!"

Those two vampires caught fire in no time. They screamed in pain when the fire started to kill them.

She chanted another spell again, aiming at those same vampires, "Resiliunt aperta!"

Their heads burst open and they both dropped dead in an instant.

Laila closed her eyes and took in a deep and shaky breath. No matter how angry she was at those vampires for trying to harm the High Priestess, she was still affected by the fact that she had just taken lives.

She calmed herself down and opened her eyes again, only to be startled by a vampire who was standing right in front of her.

He had managed to escape from all of the sorcerers around. And he wasted no time. Before Laila could cast any spell on him, he snapped Laila's neck as if she was a twig.

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The moment Laila took her last breath, all of the active magic cast by her died with her. The potions that were prepared by her would no longer be effective.

And among such magic, the barrier that she had cast together with the other 11 members of her coven was also affected.

Yes, the same barrier that they had cast to keep Lillian inside that cramped cell in the dungeon. The integrity of the barrier weakened a little.

Lillian was crouching in one corner of the room like always, cursing everyone and everything.

Suddenly, her eyes sparkled and an evil smile crept on her lips.

She felt a very familiar tingling sensation running through her veins.

The dark sorceress flicked her palm. A small spark of fire appeared above her palm.

"Patience is the key…" Lillian slithered out the words and cackled very openly.

Her grim cackle resounded throughout the dungeon, sending chill shivers down the spine of all the prisoners as well as the guards.