After Lycan successfully distracted Evelyn with its attack on her army, the demon immediately dashed to the border with all its strength. The creature was desperate to return to its werewolf pack.
"(I need to have my army retreat from the battlefield immediately and reunite with Arachne's forces and the old man!)"
Lycan then got past the border mountain ranges and arrived to its large pack of thousands of werewolves.
"(That thing from the Southern Plains should be arriving soon…)" thought the demon. "(It should buy my pack and I enough time to retr--)"
An intense suffocating pain suddenly surged from inside Lycan's body. The pain was so torturing the demon immediately fell to its knees.
"(What is...happening to me?)" wondered the demon.
"Oh my, Mr. Werewolf! You didn't think I would let you leave without a parting gift, did you?"
