Chapter 78: Severed Head
For a fraction of a second before the pole reached Iyoha’s chest, the alpha’s life suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.
’Is this really the end for me?’ Iyoha asked himself.
He felt that it was such a waste when his pack’s population was finally rising.
Kingdoms were expanding every year back then and it left them with no permanent territory for very long with the competition on mouths to feed. Humans were the worst, as they procreate at such exponential speed, they eventually surpassed the werewolves.
Monsters within the continent were evolving in time as well. Not only did human and the other races that had magic grew in number, their capacity to kill had improved as well.
Even with their superior strength and speed, the werewolves and their dwindling fighting population didn’t really stand a good chance against thousands with weapons and spells.
Queen Euphemia and the Eastern Kingdom had been their saving grace.
She offered them a safe place with which new generation of cubs could run free without the fear of being hunted for food or game.
"AARGHHHKK!" Iyoha screamed as the sharp pain of the pole pierced through his chest.
The force at which the crown prince had thrown the pole sent the weaponized item through the werewolf, leaving a huge cavity where his chest should have been.
Instantly, blood escaped out of his mouth and the werewolf went completely motionless. He was merely a few meters away from the prince, just another step so he could reach Prince Dominick with his outstretched paws, claws unsheathed.