Chapter 37 - Aggression (1/2)
Without looking at Ramose, Versailles knew that he understood her meaning. She kept her gaze trained on the crowd, lifting her head higher, her enchanting voice resounded through the wide stadium as she continued where she left off.
”The supreme elder said that my mating with the werewolf might prove to be a bane for the Nar realm races. However, whether that will happen or not is a matter that will be found out later. Right now, the supreme elder is forcing me to choose between the Snake clan and the Werewolf clan.
But like I said, this is not a realm, where every races' wishes and desires will be taken into consideration and fulfilled, where every race gets a say in the way things will be run in the realm. No, this is not a realm with laws and rules. This is anarchy. And here, there are no rules and everything goes.
The greatest law is survival of the fittest, while the next law is that there are no laws. As such, we will do things the archaic way. Fighting to the death, winner taking all. No one can stop me from going with the werewolf king today. However, I will give everyone a chance.
A chance to prevent the possible future the supreme elder is afraid of from happening. A chance to stop that possible future from happening. A chance for all of you to unite and to kill me together.
Of course, such a deviation in the Battle of Wars will wipe out the ranking system. But as the supreme elder was kind enough to also point out earlier, my mating with the werewolf could also result in an aftermath that will similarly wipe out the rankings, so there should be no feeling troubled about the match. After all, both ways will make all the races slaves and servants of the Werewolf clan.
Either way, the rankings are going. The only difference will be that you can choose to stop me from leaving with the werewolf king today and face the wrath of the Snake and Werewolf clan in retaliation. Or you can let me leave with the werewolf king today and peacefully face me in the Battle of wars 7 ice nights later.
This will be a chance for you to kill me openly without any fear of consequences. This will be a chance to save your races. You can all unite to easily kill me in the Battle of Wars without having to worry about any retaliation from the Snake clan and the Werewolf clan. This is my promise and my promise will be the rule which both clans will respect.
Of course, if you do fail to kill me even after uniting together then it would only mean that you are weak. And as weaklings, what right would you have to be on equal standing with me? Even if your entire races were to go extinct, you would rightly deserve it. Being my slaves would be your greatest salvation and honor then, do you not think so?” Versailles' sweet smile turned evil as her violet eyes flashed with gold
”So, what is your choice?”
Without warning, she instantly transformed into her serpentine form, her snake body expanding further than it ever had as she stretched to her full height, her looming form, over three-fourth of the ginormous stadium's size, shrouding over the creatures that were now about the size of ants.
Immediately, there was an uproar among the races as many unsheathed her claws and fangs, getting into battle stances, while others panickily screamed at the sudden turn of events.
The werewolves bared their fangs and claws without any prompts, their muscular wolf forms bristling with unbridled power and might that overwhelmed the less suspecting creatures as they growled at the lesser races.
The serpentines that came to accompany the snake participants in the Battle of Might also took on their snake forms, lights of reds, greens, blues, and grays flashing in the area as their sinuous tails swept around them.