Chapter 125: Where are they?
"My lord?" The aide’s eyes were filled with fear as soon as he entered the darkness of the cave. His wolf eyes could perfectly see the insides of the dark cave but that is what made him more nervous. He could see those purple eyes staring right back at him.
That amethyst eyes of his lord were filled with maliciousness. Darkness danced in the depths of them which made him want to bolt out of this place, but it was easier said than done, he knew that he would be torn apart the moment he turned his back.
Lord Kaizer, viciously known as the dark lord hated weak beings. So the aide had no choice but to look into his eyes and report the word that he received from King Alexander, "His Majesty requested you to not go into the battlefield my lord" he gritted his teeth and continued, "He said that an immortal beastmen like you are prohibited from interfering into conflicts inside the beast city"
Following his words, a sardonic chuckle resounded inside the cave, "Do you think I care about those rules?" he clicked his tongue, "You know me better than anyone else Tyler.....I DON’T LISTEN TO OTHERS" he said emphasizing every word so that it could get inside people’s head who assumed that he could be controlled.
Tyler lowered his gaze not daring to look into Kaizer’s fierce eyes, "Why all of sudden my lord?" he asked, His lord was never the one to interfere in the tribe’s matters because first of all, he didn’t care about others. Born a rootless beast, he was disdained by the tribesmen but not enough to keep him out of the tribe, because they just couldn’t. Their heads would snap before they could even make such a remark in front of lord Kaizer.
Kaizer smirked at his question, "Because I’m bored?"
"Pardon me?"
"Or is it because I just want to see blood?" he asked making Tyler flinch, then he laughed, "Oh I know why! It’s because I can no longer control my blood lust. I want to vent out or I will just kill beastmen here in black wolf tribe"
Tyler felt like banging his own head on the cave walls. What? He wanted to participate in the battle because he was bored and wanted to vent his frustration? Their tribe could end today in the battle if anything went wrong and here he was pacifying this crazy bastard. Why were strong beastmen always like this? Impulsive, crazy, erratic, irrational, and everything terrible.