In the dark forests near the trilogy of the Alpha Blood circle packs, a group of rogues stood around the trees, their eyes narrowed, seething, some even baring their teeth at the news of the demise of their friends.
“This isn't acceptable. We must avenge our brother's death.” One of the rogues slammed his wooden stick on the ground.
“You are right. But before that, we must consult that man who ordered us to go to that Gamma female,” the other said.
The other rogues nodded in agreement.
“They never told us about the intensity of the project and how close she was to the Alpha of the Divine Bloodlust Pack,” one of them voiced out.
As they discussed the heavy losses they incurred while attacking Cassandra, a woman approached them, her face hidden behind the hooded cloak she wore.
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