The Harlots had thought that thier plan would work but they had not expected Ava.
"What the fuck was that?"
The harlots names were Varna, Vashiv, Urga, Shakshimi, Atir,Airravi, Henuadnu, Dichandi, Khilbagalamu, Gaurimaha, Trikas and Shashu.
They knew that Jarek was sent to Earth to help the king that held them captive they also knew that the coat was the answer Ava sought.
It was made of arcane magic. If Jarek were to be succesful then Fredrick would win, he would be able to destroy what was perhaps the most ruthless army to have ever walked the face of the planet. This was the paradox that the gods loved, it would take a great amount of planning, going after another evil to stop another even lesser evil.
They knew that there was something that had entered the planet but they had no idea that it was something as powerful as Ava. They needed to escape the clutches of the wereolves.