Chapter 22
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His incisors have stretched out and now he has fangs.
Again, the king took another refraining step when he noticed his eye color had changed to yellow. Not only has his eye color changed, but his body has also grown big and at the same time, black hairs stretched out from his pores.
It all started with his right hand. Long black hairs stretched out from the pores in his right hand and then it moved to his back until it finally covered his whole bare skin. Two furry triangular-shaped ears appeared high on his head and a not-so-long tail came out on his butt.
The people watched in amazement. This is the first time they had ever since a human transforming into a wolf. This is truly a sight to behold.
"Bring in the net g*n. Capture him before he completely gets out of control!" The king commanded, pulling the soldiers out from their thoughts as they ran to get a net g*n. Immediately, they came back with the g*n net as they aimed it at him and shot it; luckily for them, he got trapped in the g*n net.
The King fixed his gaze on the now fully transformed wolf struggling to get out of the net.
Just when the king thought that they had done something great and wanted to compliment the soldiers, a heavy net flew down from the ceiling and captured him. The King stood motionless for a second, wondering where exactly did this net come from? Has any of his soldiers done this to him?
After much thought, he got back to his senses and began struggling to get out of the net but, to no avail. Okay, he is stuck here!
"What the hell... just happened? Who did that?" One of the soldiers questioned, but the rest seemed not to have any idea about it.
He was just a few meters away from the captured wolf and he could see freely, the wolf was already beginning to break free. He was using his sharp claws to tear the net apart.
The soldiers couldn't notice this cause they were still in confusion about who dared to capture the king. Who dared to do such to the king? Did any of the soldiers betray the king?
"You should get me out from this net and stop staring at me. Do something!." The king voiced out after struggling for eternity to get off that net but to no avail.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, we should!" The soldiers said at once and wanted to take a step forward but... something was holding them down. They couldn't move! It seems like their legs were glued to the floor.
Again, the King took a glance at the werewolf and noticed that he was almost out of the net. They are just a few strips left for him to pull apart.
"What the hell are you still doing? Hurry up and get me out of here!" The king voiced out worriedly but still, the soldiers didn't move an inch.
This net was so suffocating. Even when the king uses his and to push the net out of his hands with his hands it seems like, the more he does that, the more the net tightens around his body. Okay, this is not how a net should be. It is meant to capture him, right? So, why the hell is it squeezing his life out from him?
"King, we can't move! We are also trapped here!" The soldiers finally voiced out after making so many failed attempts.
"What?!" The King yelled as he just couldn't believe his ears? They are also trapped? Who the hell is going to get him out of the suffocating net?
From the side of his eyes, the king could see the wolf tearing the last strips apart. He uses his teeth to flings the net away and howled aggressively at them.
When the people of Nazirites realized that the wolf has gotten out from the net, they almost had a heart attack.
They would admit: this is one of the most critical conditions they have ever been in. The King is trapped in a so-called net and the soldier's feet were also glued to the ground with a fierce werewolf standing right in from of them. Not to mention Kath who is still laying down unconscious on the floor.
Now, the king understood everything that has happened. The soldiers are not to blame. Ravana himself trapped him in this so-called net to get his revenge for trapping the werewolf in the net. And for the fact that the wolf could easily tear the strips of the net apart; was something extraordinary.
The wolf took a step forward as again, it howled at them. No doubt, the word, "fear," had gripped them all. The fear in them increases when they realised that they can't do anything at this point. Whatever motives the wolf has for them, he gets to do it without any of them retaliating.
They are all screwed!
The wolf walked casually to the king and stood right in front of him; okay, he get it, he was truly the target.
At first, it came to the king as a flash; more like, it happened in his head, but when it repeats itself, he realized that everything that happened was real.
Back then, immediately the wolf settled in front of him, his eyes suddenly changed from yellow to black, and then, it changes back to yellow. Again, it changes back from yellow to black; and finally, it settles with the color, black. Now, the wolf's black eyes are staring fiercely at the king.
At this point, the king was beginning to find it difficult to swallow. Thirty seconds have passed, but still, the wolf did nothing other than stare at him.
Instead of being a little bit relieved that the wolf hasn't done anything to him yet, the king rather felt a sense of insecurity. Heaven knows what might be running through the wolf's head. Probably, different ways to get him killed terribly?
Again, the wolf's eyes change from black to red, and immediately, the net ropes tightened even more around him.
The king wondered if the werewolf was doing all this to him or something else was behind it. And, how in heaven's name can he change his eyes color? Are these the attributes of a wolf? Or, this wolf standing right in front of him could do this because maybe, he possesses supernatural powers?
The wolf took another step forward and the robs tightened even more firmly around his neck. By itself, the king's hands went behind his back and a sudden rob appeared and bound his hands behind his back.
What exactly is this wolf's intention? The robs on the net are already squeezing him to death and now, his hands are bounded behind his back. He is doomed! The wolf is either Ravana himself or one of his monsters.
The King diverted his gaze to the people of Nazirites. The people of Nazirites are also helpless the same way he was.
They stood rooted on the floor and the only thing they could do was mumble among themselves.
Well, to the king, he knew that this was just the beginning of their torments and this torment won't end anytime.
Soon!
- Writer
