Preston.
The originally sunny day suddenly became violent.
Dark clouds replaced the white clouds, blocking the Sun's line of sight.
"Hu hu"
The violent wind became stronger and stronger, blowing until everyone gradually could not open their eyes.
A strange atmosphere enveloped everyones' hearts.
In the center of the battlefield between werewolves and humans,
A strange creature that neither werewolves nor humans had ever seen stood tall.
Its entire body was covered in a black basic tone.
There were streaks of blood-red patterns embellished slightly.
It was as if it was connected to his heart, and the red light in it kept flickering and beating.
It made people's hearts palpitate.
"This is the demon... "
Zach muttered to himself behind the werewolf.
But in this quiet atmosphere, his whisper was very loud.
The word 'demon' was also deeply engraved in everyone's hearts.
