Chapter 135

Chapter 135 Third Person The horns of Nightshade rang across the valley—marked that an enemy had infiltrated their territory and signaled the warriors to fend them off. They gathered in formations as they were holding their shields and blades gleaming as they let out a thunderous roar. The air had already reeked with iron, cries, and howl. Lucien stood at the front; his expression was grim and dark. His black cloak rippling in the freezing wind, and his presence alone had made the warriors pause and calm down, taking their breath and he was reassured to fight because Lucien was there. Also, they glanced at their Luna, who was composed. Her eyes were cold, sweeping coldly at the enemies who were marching towards them while also presenting the heads of the scouts from the Nightshade Pack. Upon seeing this, the warriors who had been nervous earlier, had their auras changed. Their eyes were coldly looking at them as if they couldn’t wait to kill them—the one who had killed one of their bro