King Aldric's expression darkened as he beheld the hundreds of Werewolves and other Were creatures outside the palace gates. Among the throng were not only Werewolves but also Werebears, Werelions, and even a few Wereravens. Some had already shifted into their beastly forms, while others, still human in appearance, had donned combat attire. Each one was armed and ready for battle.
"Your Majesty… it appears the same events have transpired in the northern part of the kingdom," War Minister Isidore Drako reported, his tone as grave as the situation before them.
They stood atop the ramparts, surveying the unfolding chaos below. Flames engulfed the city, casting ominous shadows into the night. King Aldric's jaw clenched as he fixated on the advancing horde of Weres.
"They've been encircled by hordes of Weres. Our earlier supposition was correct. The tribes have united to challenge your sovereignty," Isidore continued.
