CHAPTER 92
A Century Ago
The wolves rode at dusk.
Their armor glinted in the last light of the sun, and from the cliffs above the valley, their ear-piercing howls rolled like thunder. They were valiant and ready for war. Their armor shimmered and made them look surreal. With swords on their hilt and spears raised high, they rode to the battle line.
They did not need armor for battle but it was a habit passed down to them from the first Versipellis who were once human and were used to wearing armor for battle. Now, it was like a culture, a religion to wear armor and hold weapons in battle. They did it to honor their fallen comrades. Not that they needed it with their claws and regenerative abilities. One interesting thing they noticed was that the Vrykolakas had a weakness, and that wa
