Chapter 87: Preparations Part 2

"Ahhh!"

The Scorpion King shrieked, his miserable cry rebounding in the enclosed space.

"Master, Master! Do something! It burns!" He howled in pain.

"Hmph! Idiot, of course it burns! What else did you expect? To cool?"

Versailles was exasperated by the beast's foolish actions. She knew that he was in a hurry to get the job done, but to stupidly put his stinger in the boiling lava was beyond dumb.

As she disdainfully glanced at his tear streaked face, she did not know whether to cry or laugh.

"This much should be good enough. Let's return." Versailles sighed in defeat.

Some sayings were right, habits died hard. Versailles had a bad habit of unconsciously caring for those she considered her own.

Her gaze turned hard as she realized this flaw of hers.

In the end, she was still too soft hearted.

"Yes, Master!"

The Scorpion King felt liberated. Not wasting a moment more, he turned and crawled over the volcano wall, directly heading towards the crack they entered from.

Passing over white bones and skulls, the scorpion finally came out of the scorching volcano.

Thump!

Huuu!

Tired and exhausted, he slammed onto the ground, breathing in relief.

"Master, we made it out alive!"

"Are you saying you didn't expect to come out alive? Is this an expression of how little you believed in me?" She too felt exhausted.

The long duration of her power usage left her dizzy and weak. Leaning on the scorpion's back, she stared at the dull red sky as she quietly recovered and reorganized her thoughts.

"No way! I absolutely trusted you would keep us safe. Otherwise, why would I directly enter a boiling volcano without a pause?"

"You sure you entered without hesitation?"

"Uh...of course! I entered without hesitation!"

"Hahaha!"

Versailles did not expect the Scorpion King to be so shameless. He could change expressions within moments, flip right and wrong within heartbeats. If she did not know him, she might have been fooled.

The Scorpion King felt his heart pound, the unexpected tinkling laughter tickling it.

In all his immortal life, he had never heard something so clear, melodious, and pure. In all his immortal life, he had never expected to hear such a beautiful melody from the mouth of a serpentine.

In fact, he keenly sensed it. 

Even though the serpentine appeared callous like every other beast in the Nar realm, there was an unconcealable purity in her actions not found in other beasts.

Take the situation in the volcano for an instant. She appeared indifferent and unconcerned with his agony, and yet still told him to return.

If it was any other beast, and a beast of the six supreme clans at that, they would sooner kill him to rid themselves of the nuisance, than decide to leave their plans halfway.

To become the subordinate of such a pure and empathic beast, he felt fortunate. 

Laying his head on the warm ground, he silently enjoyed the comfort of his Master's company.

**

"I need a thousand dark shadows. Since you proclaim to be mighty and powerful, get me my army." Luke demanded without any niceties. 

The next Battle of Wars was nearing and he wanted the girl. One way or another, he was going to make sure he got what he wanted.

Even if it meant snatching her away right in front of all the races of the Nar realm.

As he stared into the black smoke, his dark eyes oozed a similar black fog. 

"Kekekeke...I can lend you my dark shadows, Lukeee...but what will I get in return?" The grim voice was cold and sinister, seemingly appearing from the depths of the darkest pit, the darkest abyss.

"What do you want in return?" 

"Kekekeke...you can have your girl. I want the gem she carries."

"Gem? What gem?" This was the first time he heard the dark lord mention a gem.

What sort of gem could the girl be carrying to attract the dark lord's attention and focus? And what gem was so precious that it was worthy of the dark lord's attention?

"Kekekeke...nothing of importance to you."

Luke sensed something amiss. The dark lord was holding something back.

"Kekekeke...so, do you want your girl or not?" The sickly sweet, malevolent voice goaded again, purposely interrupting his thoughts.

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"Hmph! There is no need for you to provoke me. Even if you had told me what gem you were looking for and it turned out to be a source of great magic, I would have still taken your deal. Because to me, nothing is more important or significant than her. Nothing!"

Luke knew the gravity of his actions and the consequences they entailed. The whole realm would outcast him once they learned of his association with the dark lord.

But he was not daunted, did not care. Because for him, nothing was more scary and torturous than seeing her with another. For her, not only the outcast of the Nar realm, he was even willing to become the outcast of the seven realms.

Before that, what was a mere gem?

"However, I want to know. You said my girl is carrying the gem on her. Will the removal of this gem hurt or harm her?"

Taking any chances with her life was out of the question.

He could stoop lower than the lowest beast, perform deeds dirtier than any witnessed before. He could even commit acts abhorred and loathed by every race in the seven realms.

But he would never compromise with her life.

Because she, was his only light in the never ending darkness of his life, and he surrendered his everything with the minuscule hope of attaining that light.

"Kekekeke...no need to worry. The removal of the gem, as you put it, will not harm or hurt her. It will, however, put her in a little bit of pain." There was a slight hitch in the grim voice's baleful tone as he mentioned pain.

But Luke did not notice it. He was thinking about the pain she would experience.

'If she has to go through pain to become mine, is making this deal worth it then?'

He could never image being the reason behind her suffering. He wanted to always protect her and keep her free from every pain and sorrow. 

Now, he has to make her suffer in order to get her?

"Kekekeke...you can turn down my offer if you want. I guess the Werewolf King will be getting an easy deal, gaining a companion for a lifetime, without any struggle or difficulty."

Gritting his teeth, Luke clenched his fists.

'Her, with the Werewolf King? Never! He would never allow that to happen, no matter the cost!'

"I guess a little bit of pain is necessary in order to get the most precious thing in the seven realms. Dark lord, you got a deal. Give me my thousand dark shadows and you will get your gem." With dark blood leaking from his mouth, Luke growled the words out.

In the instant the words left his mouth, he felt half his heart go cold, barren and dead as the northern mountains.

There was no turning back now.

**

Ramose cautiously entered the secret chamber of the Ancestor Wolf. 

This chamber was a secret of the Werewolf clan that only the Werewolf Kings' were privy to. It was a secret passed down not by words, but by blood. 

King blood.

Since his return from meeting his mate, Ramose felt unsettled, as if a great mountain was hanging over his head, waiting for the right opportunity to drop and crush him into a pulp.

He felt a strange restlessness he had no way to control or suppress.

It was a restlessness coming from the depths of his soul.

A soul, that was connected to his mate.

Whatever the uneasy feeling was, he had a hunch that it was connected to his mate.

His beautiful, awe-inspiring, and breathtaking mate.

A mate he would go to any length and depth to protect. A mate he would scorch the world to safeguard.

Whether the feeling was real or just a fluke, he was not going to take any chances. He would see to it that he was prepared to face whatever storm came his way.

His mate was his lifeforce, the meaning of his existence.

He would turn the whole Nar realm upside down to ensure her safety. Set the entire seven realms aflame to keep her well and healthy.

And for that goal, he was prepared to pay any price, make any sacrifice.

Raising his head, Ramose looked at the giant crimson gate blocking his way. 

It was an obstacle he had to cross in order to enter the Ancestor Wolf's secret chamber.

"Awooo!"

Howling, he changed into his wolf form and clashed directly into the red gate.

Bang!

Bang!

Whoosh!

On the third clash, a whirlpool formed, sucking him into an endless abyss.

The instant he entered the turbulent wave, he felt his connection with his werewolf pack dissolve, his presence erase from the surface of the Nar realm.

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