Nicholas looked around the ground that had turned into the battlefield to look for any signs of werewolves that were still breathing. Most of the bodies on the ground lay unmoving, a few were still struggling and were trying to get back up on their feet.
“Don’t let anyone escape from here. Finish them off,” Nicholas shouted out the order to his worn-out soldiers.
All of his soldiers had put up their best fights. More than half of them had to fight two werewolves at once. And fighting while also defending themselves from the attack was very challenging for them.
A few of those who still had their stamina walked up to the enemies who were still breathing. And they all did what their leader ordered them to do.
Nicholas spat on the ground and thought, ‘Their stench mixed with the smell of their blood is making me nauseous.’
