Damien POV:
"We have prevailed, my friends," I declared, My voice filled with pride and relief. "Our people are safe once more, thanks to your courage and dedication."
The warriors gathered around me, their faces filled with admiration and respect. "Long live King Damien, protector of the realm!" they chanted, their voices echoing through the forest.
But there were things that was running in my mind - As I stared at the lifeless bodies of the rogues scattered before him, a sinking feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. The presence of wolfbanes in their nails was not a coincidence - it was a deliberate act to prevent the wolves from healing quickly. Someone was behind this, someone powerful who had the knowledge and resources about wolfs to orchestrate such a cruel and calculated att
