Kapitel 51: The Night Sky Of Wishful Stars

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While his erasthai was worrying about him, Igor Konstantin had picked up the pace and was rushing through the woods.

He had considered running in his true form, but he figured that it would be hard explaining his appearance when he made it to where he was going but where was that anyway?

He surely didn't have someone to look out for, no?

Besides it wasn't like the lycan king would be out on this side of the world right? Well, a few more minutes and Igor Konstantin had reached his target, and even while he was sweating as fuck, the man had managed to be presentable.

"My Lord, you called for me," Igor said to the man who had come with a team of warriors. Igor Konstantin was bowing before the Elder of the group he had come to meet.

The barbarian was so familiar with this team that even if he was blind and had no sense of smell, he would still be able to identify them from their footsteps. He knew them all and by heart.