A herd of armed werewolves baring their fangs flocked to a kingdom for revenge. They ran like lightning.
"We have to slaughter the descendants of the Dhemous Kingdom! I'll just break even!" shouted king Vorigon when he heard the kingdom of Dhemous had to born a new breed, a baby had been born to the queen.
"Don't worry My Majesty, this God's spell will apply to the baby. We will curse her and her kingdom, and then sooner or later it will be destroyed. Hahaha!" said the mage brought by Vorigon, a mage who joined the kingdom of Deltrach out of compassion and wanted to prove his skills above average.
While the Dhemous kingdom, which had heard of this attack, anticipated it with super tight security, it also armed its guards and soldiers with full weapons.
This is the werewolf kingdom's umpteenth attack on the Dhemous kingdom, but so far it has always failed to attack.
All of this started from the betrayal of a princess in the past and has now become a queen of Dhemous because she married the king of Dhemous.
Queen Artemia from a young age was met with a young prince of the werewolf in a moment. These two different humans are then united by love, their closeness is getting closer, but much opposed by the werewolf royal family and its people.
Artemia who always shows a good character and her sincerity causes Vorigon to succeed in making everyone believe and accept Artemia well in his country.
After the marriage of these two different peoples, it turns out that Artemia doesn't really love Vorigon instead. She has bad intentions to achieve her dream, she wants to be part of the great kingdom of mankind, namely the famous Dhemous kingdom for its reputation and glory. She didn't want to be the queen of a kingdom that was small to her and that of werewolves whose population could also be considered a minority.
A contest was held throughout the land, whoever succeeded in bringing the tail of the king or the werewolf prince, would be granted the throne in the kingdom of Dhemous. The king of the Dhemous kingdom wasn't merely looking for the tail for no reason, but his greed to rule even over the werewolf's dominion and managed to humiliate them in that way was a matter of pride for him.
As a result of that contest, young Artemia did a trick. She managed to get the tail of Vorigon and then she handed it over to the king of Redrick! As a reward for successfully giving a werewolf prince's tail, Artemia married and became a queen according to her wishes.
It is not easy to get heredity, married for seven years, and then they are blessed with a beautiful baby girl. That's where the king of Vorigon revived his anger. He didn't want happiness to come again to his ex-wife with her new husband, just by using him.
"Prepare all the weapons and tactics that we have trained so far, our opponent is not a weakling!" commanded king Vorigon indignantly. His heartache came back.
"All right, My Majesty! This time we will not lose with the help of some of our colonies!"
"I want the baby dead and queen Artemia brought alive!" Until now, king Vorigon could not be as strong as the others due to the tail he no longer had.
Especially the werewolves of Deltrach Country and their descendants, besides turning into wolves at the time of the full moon, their weakness lies in their tails, if the tail is cut they will be disabled, their strength will be weak and unlike before.
The soldiers who had seen the attack group from among the werewolves immediately gave a signal to all for the defense to be ready. This agile and tactical werewolf is also very easy to attack opponents. The warriors who carried swords, archers, and those who carried spears also played their skills and looked defeated as well.
The fierce battle despite the disproportionate numbers was finally able to bring some of the werewolf packs through the defenses and into Dhemous' palace, while the others were still attacking and defending themselves.
"What do you want, stump werewolf! Do you want to take your rotten tail? Hahaha!" King Redrick brandished his sword as he was inches away from Vorigon.
"I came here to pick up my wife and want to punish her! Then I will kill your newborn heredity!" sarcasm Vorigon.
"Get out of here, Vorigon! Look for your happiness from women of your own kind! I'm already happy with my life!" Artemia snapped.
"Hahaha, are you afraid, you naughty woman? It's good that you have hurt me and my people, now you want to live a calm and comfortable life? It's not that easy!" cursed Vorigon.
"Come on! If you dare come, one on one with me a werewolf without a tail! Raise your sword! Hahaha!" challenged Redrick.
"Huh! I don't have to get my hands dirty to fight and punish you. I just want to give a prayer gift for your baby, please Black Jerryon!"
The sorceress began to float and right above the baby's head, Artemia who was still holding her glared and frightened at this sight. Redrick who was about to strike with his sword suddenly stiffened and couldn't move anything, even the tiniest parts of his body, like his fingers.
"Get off, you ugly creature! Demon worshipers that make your face resemble them! Scary creatures! Don't touch my daughter! Or you will regret it!" threatened Redrick angrily.
"Please, Mistress witch. Don't hurt my daughter. We don't have a problem with you, so please don't interfere in my business with him. You don't understand the truth!" lamented the queen of Artemia with tears in her eyes.
"Beautiful and tiny baby, your name is Merle Celosia? How beautiful, but unfortunately your fate is not as beautiful as your name!" said the witch called Black Jerryon.
She started to close her eyes and took out a small piece of paper that she called God's spell. A gust of wind began to enter the palace, getting stronger and filling the room. She started muttering incantations.