The sun had barely moved over the horizon, as it cast its long dark shadows across the Lycan Kingdom as Edgar and his men watched, already set outside King Sebastian’s castle. The morning air was gentle and crisp, filled with nature’s morning dew and the palpable tension of battle. Lycan soldiers on Edgar’s side lined up in rows, their armors shining under the light of the sun which was now directly above them. Edgar himself stood from afar, his cold and dark gaze surveying every inch of the field like a proper predator.
Just behind him, his ranks of army which consisted of lycan who believed in him and were loyal to his cause, stood ready to unleash chaos on the Lycan Kingdom. The plan he had made for many months had finally been set into motion, no turning back in view. This was the mom
