"Serves her right for crossing us," another man muttered, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "Now, she's nothing more than a broken pawn."
The enemies were getting ready for their festival. It's been a long they were deprived of doing so. They were afraid of Red Moon Pack that they couldn't do anything but to contemplate over there lives safety. This was the beginning of their happiness. Now Red Moon Pack wouldn't get any time to attack the others rather than crying for themselves. Now it was time for all the villains. Now they could kill, they could loot, they could harm others freely. There would be no one to stop them because they themselves were busy hurting each other.
