'Misella's soul isn't tied to anything but her body. Her soul is free. She has a Higher chance of coming back to life than soone like . My soul... It's already tainted and tied to this body. After Castiel return, or even before he returns, my soul will be destroyed. My real body can't co back to life because of my soul being tied to this body.'
'Then again, I don't regret a single thing... If that's how it was supposed to be, I'm content."
The carriage traveled in the silence of the night, not stopping for even a mont. Whenever one Carriage Driver was tired and needed rest, only then did the carriage stop but that too only for a mont before the carriage resud moving after the drivers switched places as one went to the cabin while the other took the driving seat.
The driver that Atlas brought from the first City was lying in the cabin, trying to get so sleep. He was wondering if this was how they were going to travel all this ti, not stopping in any city. Just what was so urgent for these people that they couldn't stop in cities and rest. Then again, as long as he was getting money, he didn't think much about it.
He just went with the flow. Moreover, it wasn't as if Atlas could spend all his life in a carriage. He was sure that the guy was going to slow down after reaching his destination, where he could finally relax. He just waited for that mont.
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Another day passed, and the Blood Lords started arriving in Ramiun's castle, where he was waiting for them.
All the Blood Lords ca, accompanied by their strongest n, wondering why the eting was called at this place. All they were inford in the ssage was that it was related to the one they were looking for.
The Domain of Ramiun beca the hub of the Blood Council for now, as multiple Blood Council Royal Carriages could be seen standing in line before Ramiun's castle.
Almost all the Blood Lords were already here and inside the castle, leaving only one who was yet to arrive. However, everyone still waited as that Blood Lord was the most important in the Blood Council since he was the oldest there.
Another Carriage from the Blood Council arrived, stopping before Ramiun's castle. The carriage doors opened, and an old-looking man stepped out of the carriage, gazing at the dark castle. It was his first ti in Ramiun's domain in thousands of years of his existence. The old man stepped inside the Castle with his hands behind his back, and his head held high.
The guards opened the door, allowing him an entry inside the castle without creating any obstruction for him. Ramiun's General escorted the man inside personally.
The old man was led to the main hall, where all the Blood Council mbers were already waiting. His gaze road at the surroundings as he observed the hall.
His eyes instantly noticed the dead body of a woman lying in the distance.
"It seems you caught and killed the traitor. Is that why we were called here?" The man took a seat as well, standing right before Ramiun.
The doors of the main hall were closed.
'If that were it, I would have no trouble bringing her body to the main castle. But no, that's not why I called you all here. I called you here to inform you about so bad news."
"Is it about Vor?" The man asked. "You didn't find him?'
The man couldn't see Vor here. He could see everyone but Vor.
Ramiun nodded. "That's right. It's about Vor. I managed to catch the traitor, but by that ti, it was already too late. By that ti, Vor had already woken up. Not only is he up, but he is looking for revenge. And if I'm not wrong, his next target would be the Blood Council. That's why I called this eting here, instead of the main castle, because he might go there at any ti."
Hearing the response, all the faces in the eting went dark. If Vor was actually coming up to kill them, that was really bad news. That man was quite strong when he was at his peak. It required two armies to bring him down, and that too thanks to the Werewolf King of that ti.
"We shall inform the Kingdom of Wolves I about this as well. If Vor wants revenge, he will go to them as well. Maybe all of us can stop him again? That can only make things easier for us." One of the Lords suggested.
"Agreed. Even though I believe that we can take him down ourselves, but we would have heavy losses if we fought him. Why don't we toss this headache on Werewolves? Not like they won't be the target of revenge."
"We can get the witches involved as well. The more there are, the better it is for us."
Most of the Blood Lords accepted the suggestion, which wasn't surprising for Ramiun. He had already expected sothing like this. If he were in their place, he would've thought the sa since these people didn't have all the information yet that he did.
"The suggestion is quite good, but it's not possible anymore." Ramiun shook his head.
"Why not?"
"Because the Kingdom of Wolves is destroyed. I saw it with my own eyes. Vor destroyed the Kingdom and killed all the Wolves, even the Royal King of Wolves. Not only that, but he also destroyed the Franc Clan. He already took out the people who had stopped him last ti, leaving none to support us," Ramiun explained.
"We can't ask the dead for help, can we? There are certainly so witch clans that are still last, but they are fragnted. Getting them together to fight will be a very ti consuming process, and ti isn't what we have at the mont. Moreover, even if we gather all the remaining witches, stopping Vor would still heavily fall on our shoulders."
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