The teleportation portal appeared at the werewolves village, and from it stepped out Flynn and his servants with Agatha's mother carrying the cold body of her son.
As soon as they arrived, every other werewolf began gathering around, looking at the gruesome corpse of their alpha.
They began mourning, from kids to elders. Now that the strongest werewolf they had had died, they felt unsafe.
"All of our breathen had fallen under the hands of humans of the kingdom of Blumund." Agatha's mother said, and those who were very close to the warriors who were killed at Blumund began crying nonstop.
[They'll kill us all!]
[Its not safe living here anymore. They'll attack us any time.]
[Yeah, I'm fleeing away.]
[Me too]
They began walking around in circles, some packing their stuff, preparing to scatter around through various villages. But then....
