Blood Elf Monarch

The war between the Elves against the wolves was still ongoing, the elven commander, Callan, had just ordered his troops to withdraw from the three gates.

Meanwhile, the saint-level elves who were fighting from above the castle had already rushed out to defend the castle's courtyard. Helping the others retreat.

Upon hearing the order, those who were still alive swiftly went back into the castle area as they were about to try and defend the castle from the main door.

Dozens of high-elven saints were heavily injured from the battle to defend the castle gates. Some had wolf claw wounds all over their bodies, deep enough that it tore their flesh apart along with their skin.

There were also a few of them who also received bite wounds from the wolves. The flesh on the shoulders, calves, or even the stomachs of high-elve saints was ripped and showed the muscles underneath.

It was impossible for the wounded to return to fighting on the battlefield.

The Queen of Vanyar, Leena, could be seen walking while carrying the body of the King of Mirkwood, Lord Haladar who was badly injured. She seemed to hasten their footsteps, heading into the castle, deeper, to a place she felt was safe enough to rest those who were injured.

"Stay with me, old friends!" The woman motivated Lord Haladar to stay conscious.

"What happened?" Illiana, the princess of the dark elves, asked Queen Leena who appeared along with several injured saint level elves upon arrival at the castle downstairs.

Tristan immediately replaced Queen Leena to help Lord Haladar to his feet. He looked at the wound that the king had received and saw that the other party's condition was far from great. An obvious gash on his chest, and a tear from the wolves' bite near his neck.

Meanwhile, seeing the many injured elves in the castle, Illiana thought back to the curse mentioned by the high elven elder, Kolvar. That the ones injured by the night wolves' attacks would receive the same curse, transforming into their own species.

"Many injured, the commander ordered the troops to retreat, fight within the castle area," replied Queen Leena curtly.

"This is bad. Tris, do you think they will all turn into wolf-like creatures?" Illiana asked despondently.

"I don't know." Tristan shook his head. "We should prepare for the worse."

Queen Leena who had just joined did not understand at all the conversation that was going on between Illiana and Tristan.

"Wait, turned?! what do you mean?" She interrupted.

Before one of them gave an answer, Callan suddenly appeared with a pale face, as the elven troops he led in the war against the wolves had been pushed back. Everything didn't go as he expected.

"We need a new plan!" Callan said.

Tristan, Queen Leena, and Princess Illiana quickly followed Callan up the stairs of the castle to reach the top floor and returned to confer with the elven leaders, including Kolvar who was still loyal to his task of guarding his king, King Castian.

"How bad is it?" Kolvar immediately asked Callan for an update on the war, and from the expression on Callan's face, he guessed that the overall situation was very bad.

"How many died and how many were injured?!" He added specifically with a grim expression.

"8 saint level high elves died, 11 of them were badly wounded, and the Mirkwood King, Lord Haladar too, badly injured. We are currently defending the center, but we need to retread soo unless more will die. How long until king Castiam finishes?

Callan's words made everyone in the room look shocked. But, out of all of them, it was Kolvar who seemed the most displeased.

"My king, King Castian, still hasn't completed his magic spell [Soul Seek] and he couldn't just haphazardly stop the casting! You will all wait until his majesty finishes. Anytime he needs it. No one can run away from here. Otherwise, I will kill all of you with my hands before the wolves can do so."

Kolvar was angry while brooding, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became terrible. It was so strong that the stone walls of the castle cracked under the pressure and everyone felt as if their throats were being strangled.

It was clear that the man was serious with his words and threats, as everyone saw how his eyes fixed on Callan, his forehead and jaw clenched.

Callan replied calmly, "there is nothing to be worried about, we need the information that King Castian currently seeks, I am just looking for a new plan"

"Let's not fight against each other. We don't have time for this" The Queen of Vanyar, Leena, gave her opinion, trying to mediate between Kolvar and Callan.

Tristan interrupted the conversation, "we actually have a bigger problem than just defending this castle"

Tristan's words quickly made everyone startled oblivious to the situation. He then explains the cursed that affected the wounded

Kolvar confirms Tristan's words. He then reveals the bodies of five saint level elves and one magus elf behind him. There lay very pale corpses with blue veins, thickened, horrible. It was as if someone was torturing them and destroying their structure from within their bodies before death arrived for them.

"No, Levi!" Queen Leena immediately re-examined Levi's hardened corpse. She knew that all this was real, but she still couldn't believe what her own eyes were seeing at this moment.

"I kept his spirit soul here, we will send him home later after the war." Kolvar showed an urn-like object the size of his palm to Queen Leena.

Seeing that the spirit soul was in the hands of a very powerful high elf elder, Tristan couldn't help but feel that he was incredibly unlucky.

Knowing the wounded could turn elves into one of the wolves make Callan lose in words.

At the same time, old sounds can be heard outside

BAAAANGG!

All of a sudden, an extremely loud crashing sound was heard from outside the castle. The impact was so great that those inside the castle could feel the shaking, as if an earthquake appeared and lasted for just one second.

Princess Illiana staggered slightly off her balance and bumped into Tristan who caught her right away. After looking at each other for a second, Tristan as well as the others immediately rushed to one of the nearest windows to see what had caused the horrific crashing sound.

There, A giant wolf was seen very close to the south gate. The gate had even now been razed to the ground below. The wolf seemed to be standing on its two hind legs after causing the southern gate to collapse. Then before long, he was back on all fours, his skin covered with jet black fur and looked extremely rough.

"What the hell?!"