The whole place shook, howling to the sky as a wolf does. The ceiling at their top stopped regenerating and slowly showed the moon in the sky. The moon gradually changes color.
The standard color of white was slowly changing into the shade of red, as a blood moon described.
Awooooo!!!
The Werewolves continued to howl, and Ferir waited with a face of utter boredom; despite his bored expression, if someone looked closely deep into her eyes, a rage that was like a volcano was kept inside.
Wolford, who was still unmoving, twitched for a second, and Megan noticed this and was momentarily distracted from the sudden howl.
"Master?! Master?! Are you awake?! Can you hear me, Master?!" Megan continued to voice out for Wolford; her anxious voice was like music to the ears, and her nervous voice was undeniable for anyone to hear.