Chapitre 477: Shadowfall

As silence reigned in the arena, the three cloaked figures rose to their feet and leapt to Soma.

"Look at you, the legendary werewolf ancestor, humbled by a brat."

A sarcastic voice echoed as a youthful woman's slender fingers reached for her hood. 

Delicately, she removed it, revealing her scarlet hair, eyes, and skin as pale as the moon.

Her lips curled into a smirk, two fangs glinting in the night as she continued.

"Poor puppy. Let me help you recover." 

Her eyes narrowing into slits, she placed her hand over his chest and channelled scarlet mana into his body.

"We have a lot to talk about. But not now. We'll meet our duchess tomorrow, so gather your citizens and be ready at sunrise."

In an intricate dance of blood and with more precision than a surgeon, she forced Soma's twitching to stop by expelling the lightning paralysing him.