Rof crept between the branches, The King was talking to Holcane and Leon. He hated to eavesdrop on him but, it was unintentional this time.
"Couldn't you find any track of those beasts that entered first?"
Asked Leon.
"It is a waste of time, we might not be able to catch them. They had changed their figures and might be among us and we can't recognize them. They will live many lives and might see many eras."
King William replied.
"Also they can make a new race. Demon race."
Holcane finished his brother's statement and looked up, sniffing the air, "can you believe that the prince of Velator is dead?"
Rof jerked back when he looked up, the Alux thought that this aggressive werewolf knew about his presence.
"I don't believe but let us pretend that we believed."
The King suggested.
"But you know what it means when you dared to bring those humans here, don't you?"
