Chapter 38 - Uproar (1/2)
Ramose's dark eyes glowed with adoration as he looked at Versailles serpentine form, reminiscing about the events from 18 years ago. That image was branded in the deepest part of his heart and soul.
Eyes reddening, he growled ferociously towards the dull red sky, transforming into his wolf form, before turning on the three clan leaders, his sinister dark eyes sending shivers throughout their bodies.
The Flying Eagles clan leader lost his cool at the werewolf king's blatant disregard of their position. Their clan already had a centuries-long feud with the Snake clan. And here was a werewolf king who was over his head with arrogance, challenging three clan leaders of the six supreme all on his own for a slippery snake!
Furious, he transformed into a giant eagle, sweeping viciously onto the lunging werewolf without hesitation. Instantly, the two entangled in a battle of claws and fangs and beaks, their growls and screeches reverberating in the entire stadium.
”Hisss!”
Versailles was rampantly swinging her huge golden tail as she ruthlessly flung two attacking vampires into the black flame walls. Violet-gold glowing eyes peered down at the small figures below her huge serpentine form, her forked tongue slithering out of her mouth as she viciously hissed.
”Drawback! No Bloodsucking clan member will participate in this scuffle.” Luke immediately hollered when more vampires were about to enter the brawl.
Instantly the vampires drew back, standing beside the supreme elder as they watched.
The races scattered, forming a ring around her large serpentine figure as they wielded their weapons in battle stances. Claws, spears, hammers, and arrows glinted under the dull red sky, their sharp edge violently gusting thick murderous intent in the open stadium.
Roar!
Roar!
Grrr!
Tweeek!
Roars and growls echoed in tangent, creating a sonorous melody of rage and bloodlust.
The races felt offended. Being openly challenged was one thing, but being humiliatingly challenged to a one against all death duel was scorning them. They wanted to wash away such shame with the serpentine's blood.
Swinging their weapons, they dashed at the snake, slashing, sweeping, and plunging at her long golden scaled tail.
Clank!
Clank!
Boom!
The beasts unrestrainedly attacked, their weapons and claws repeatedly clashing against the snake scales that appeared to be harder than steel. Clangs and booms echoed rang out, rising red dust from the ground and black rubble flying through the air.
Clank!
Boom!