Rex has had enough of other forces making a move on him.
He was focusing on the Second Breath and the changes it brought, being peaceful to others, but it seed he couldn't stay true to that. Now is the second ti, a stray Werewolf—an old one who had only awakened entered his territory.
It was said that Werewolf has the best danger instincts, but apparently, that was false.
Knowing his feats, these Werewolves ca to his territory as if they owned the place.
Almost as if there was a sign on his border that said 'welco'.
"Even though none of them had co with bad intentions, I still can't have them coming here without repercussion. It would be very bad, for my reputation, and reputation is the first layer of protection, so I can't let this be" Rex mused lightly.
Deciding to do sothing about it, he extended his hand and controlled his lunar mana.
A mont is all it takes for a clone of himself to appear beside him.
"Go and tail those Werewolves. Since they were on the move—it should be easy to spot them—their technique will be of no use," Rex instructed before the clone, nodded and faced in the direction where the group of Werewolf had gone.
But before the clone goes, Rex also uses his elental power to make the clone stealthy.
Keeping a good distance from the group should suffice to be unnoticed.
Nevertheless, it was never a bad thing to be more careful.
Just as the clone disappeared, Rex's mind fixed on Ragnar, "I can definitely use him,"
"I'll make use of him and make my own move..." He added with an evil grin.
Even though healing the Countess takes top priority right now it doesn't an that he would neglect the Race Evolution Quest. Rex needs to devour old Werewolf blood—and Ragnar will be able to help him.
Ragnar will be the first step to complete that requirent.
Since he has the killing intent quest too, that's another reason to use Ragnar to his use.
Deciding to go back and rest a bit before going to the Chrono Hollow once again, Rex halted abruptly—when he heard a mighty howl, coming from the distance. Rex could feel, his beast side responding to this howl.
It was a call that he couldn't ignore as he was forced to glance over his shoulder.
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