"Your Highness." One of the Royal Lycan Hunters knelt to the crown prince once the battle subsided and the lycans flooded out of the city in a hasty retreat. "Shall we give chase to the fleeing lycans? We can take advantage of their defeat and hit them in the back."
Nicholas wanted to say yes.
He had every urge to nod his head and let the Royal Lycan Hunters pursue their greatest enemies and put an end to them. However, the crown prince took one look and assessed the damage of the city.
The street was filled with the stench of both the dead lycans and humans. He saw that a lot of people were injured and even the elite group of Royal Lycan Hunters were taken down by a number.
Nicholas shook his head and smiled wearily.
"No. Let us focus on securing the capital instead. There is much to do here than chasing the losing enemy," Nicholas said. His head was not completely wrapped up in revenge like his father. He actually cared about his people.
