"Talascar warriors were keeping the attacking rogues at bay and keeping the humans safe..."
"But I never thought that the warriors are actually souls!"
I turned my face and looked at Lewis who was sitting at the branch of the tree in a relaxed manner.
He single-handedly prevented the first big invasion of the evil god, but he was only sitting on a tree as if he was having a picnic.
There was never someone in werewolf history who could control the souls like he did. More than that, he was literally a one-man-army. My eyes twinkled as I watched him. "You are amazing," I could not help but say.
Lewis heard my statement and turned to look at me right away.
"Am I?" He asked with a smirk, and I hurriedly nodded.
"Yes! Really, really amazing!" I readily confirmed it.
"In my original visi
