Chapitre 90: Destined To Destroy Each Other?

MOON (At No Man's Land)

The man who called himself the Red Wolf watched the receding steps of Vessira Nightfang, the Alpha of the Matriarchy Pack. He himself mulled it over that he had somewhere to be, and a figure to meet.

A figure far more important than that of Vessira or Freya for that matter.

So the Red Wolf shifted back to his terrifyingly huge Supreme Red Wolf, running past the edges of the ocean that washed away at the shore and on his fur. His speed was too fast for mere eyes to track him down, and he whipped past like something unnaturally nimble.

His journey took no less than twenty minutes when he came upon a large clearing with mountainous rocks that loomed as unnatural structures, far too foreign for its barren, almost dead environment. 

He shifted back, his cloak and mask intact as he walked towards the center of the rocky structures. He knocked three times to a peculiar rhythm, and a voice sounded from inside.