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"Yes! Our goal is for every single werewolf soldier to stay alive and to kill every Vampire soldier on the battlefield," another one echoed.
"Yes, but leave the commander to me. I would like to kill her personally. That woman… deserves to die in a way that she has never seen in her life," Maximus uttered through his gritted teeth. His eyes blazed full of fury and anger for her.
Nobody said anything but nodded at him.
"Dylan, heat up my sword. I need it to turn in the color red! The air from my sword shall burn her skin. A little graze shall melt her body. A stab from it shall kill her!" Maximus roared.
His subordinates trembled at his words. Fighting with burning swords means… he was damn sure about killing her.
"Can we use burning swords too, My King?" a subordinate asked with fury in his tone for Vampires.
