#Chapter39
SILVAN
A crowd of trembling bodies and terrified souls. Their hearts were filled with anguish and their minds were wailing. However, they stayed rooted on the ground, silently waiting for the fates of their lives.
'It has been quite a while since I last saw this,' I thought to myself as I looked at the kneeling members of the resistance. Some of them were old while some were in their middle ages. A few of them were young, the youngest could even be a teenager. Indeed, they were of different ages. They were also of different descents and from different packs. However, they all had one similarity. That was, there was extreme hatred in their eyes. Softly, I sighed.
'All of them are just warriors and merely followed the teachings of their leaders. From young, they had been brainwashed on the things they had to believe in. And now, they are willing to sacrifice their lives in order to attain the goals of their leader.'
