Roar!
Upon making a somersault back to avoid a puddle on the ground—infused with water mana that she almost stepped on, Adhara was greeted by the mutated monkey raising both of its hands above its head, his fists were both encased in a bubble of water.
Having no time to dodge, she has no choice but to raise both of her arms.
Bam!
A substantial force penetrated both of her arms from the point of impact, riling up her insides as the mutated monkey's strength was not a joke, causing her feet to sink into the earth. She was about to summon her spirit to aid in her fight, but someone ambushed her.
In an utter surprise, a searing pain erupted across her back unexpectedly.
It felt as if a line of fire had been drawn from shoulder to hip.
Due to the shock from something slicing through her flesh—Adhara felt her breath was taken away, her mind couldn't process what had happened. Following that, the world seemed to tilt as she stumbled forward.
Seeing this, the attacker donned a devious grin across his lips.
His eyes flashed with excitement from seeing the blood spurting out of Adhara's back.
Brak!
Adhara fell forward, crashing to the ground with a light, painful moan escaping her mouth.
Since the mutated monkey was quite strong and she was fighting it—she assumed no other mutated animals would show up to attack her but she forgot that the condition in this forest was not normal, and she was punished for being carless.
On the other hand, the mutated monkey was surprised to see her falling.
Even though it hadn't landed a hit, Adhara fell down and was bleeding.
Just then, however, its eyes were fixed on the figure behind Adhara, covered in a dark cloak.
Baring its fangs at the figure—the mutated monkey wanted to attack but had its focus pulled to the side when it saw a mutated owl hooting provocatively. Ignoring Adhara and the figure, it chased after the mutated owl in anger, swinging on tree branches to the side.
Meanwhile, the attacker looked at the mutated money before focusing on Adhara again.
He approached slowly and stepped on her back.
Adhara, who was struggling to push herself up, was forced to lie flat on the ground, hissing in pain, as the figure stepped directly on her bleeding wound. Ruthlessly, the figure twisted his foot, aggravating the fresh wound and causing it to bleed more.
Gritting her teeth, Adhara looked over her shoulder, finding that it was not a mutated animal.
It was a person instead.
Despite the figure being covered in a dark cloak, its poking muzzle was enough to tell that he is a Werewolf. Since she was looking from below, the figure's face could be seen, there was a greenish scar on his neck.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am?!" Adhara exclaimed threateningly.
Upon hearing this, the figure smiled, "I know who you are. Come on, fight me, transform..."
Realizing that the figure knew who she was—Adhara seemed to be surprised as it was quite a surprise for her, that someone still attacked her even knowing who she was. She could tell he really knew her too since he told her to transform.
"I- I can't, the full moon is near," Adhara replied, struggling under the figure's foot.
At this clarification, the figure pressed her harder and laughed.
He was expecting, that there would be a fierce fight, if he confronted Adhara—but he did not expect for her to be this weak. She was the Female Alpha, and yet, she was struggling from a single attack from the back.
Considering her reputation, this was quite pathetic, and the figure finds this extremely funny.
"I have high expectations for this," the figure commented in between his laugh, still could not believe that taking Adhara down was this easy. "He said that I wasn't even comparable to his and yet, his Female Alpha was this weak, utterly pathetic"
Adhara raised an eyebrow when she heard this, "You... You know the Alpha?"
"Of course, I know him—why else would I be here, planning to beat you, until he could hardly recognize you?" the figure looked at Adhara menacingly—his expression was grim. "You'll be my message to him, a payback for embarrassing me"
Realizing what the figure was planning, Adhara quickly activated her power.
Swoosh!
"That arrogant prince would definitely know that it was me who did this," He mused.
Making another whistle, the mutated owl came, and lifted Adhara's body with its talons as it flew back toward the city. On the other hand—the figure turned with a satisfied smile on his face, the payback was done, and it was time for him to leave.
Going down on all four, he galloped away, heading to the Chrono Hollow.
Meanwhile, the mutated owl reached the outskirts of the forest.
As opposed to bringing Adhara to the city walls, it decided to put her down here as going too close to the city, might cause it more unwanted troubles. Dropping her from heights—it didn't pause and instantly turned around to leave.
It flapped its wings away, vanishing in the distance.
Someone would find Adhara if she was near the edge of the forest to Dargena City.
Adhara, who was unconscious, fell through the dense canopy of the forest.
She crashed to the ground with a heavy thud.
Considering that her wounds were still bleeding profusely, the attacks from the mutated owl and the figure might be enhanced with something, making her regenerative ability futile. But that didn't seem to be the case as there was no residual foreign energy on her body.
Five minutes went by, and soon, Adhara opened her eyes.
As opposed to her being shocked as she was knocked unconscious, a smile blossomed.
Almost as if she were not wounded at all, despite her appearance, riddled with wounds, and dyed in crimson, Adhara stood up with relative ease, her movements relaxed. She gets back to her feet before she stretches her body as if immune to pain.
"Eughh... Doing this is harder than I thought," Adhara muttered in complaint.
Looking down at her wounds, she bit her lips when some of them were beginning to heal.
Putting more focus on that healing wound, she managed to stop it.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, Flamy emerged from her pocket and landed on her shoulder.
Flames snorted from his nose like a bull's breath, signaling an obvious anger inside of him before he began speaking, in an unknown language with his cute—light voice, his obvious furious gestures unmistakable.
Adhara giggled at his demeanor, "I'm fine, that was nothing,"
Despite her assurance, he kept spouting words, burning hotter by the second.
To calm him down, Adhara fed him her flame, and like a baby, he sucked on it, still wearing a grumpy expression, "Though I say I'm fine, what he did is not cool..." Shifting her focus away from Flamy, she reached into her mouth, feeling all her sharp fangs broken.
Even though she was acting earlier, the last part made her heart pound.
If that figure earlier tried to cross the line then she would have no choice but to retort.
Surprisingly, the figure didn't cross the line, but he did find a unique way.
"My fangs... I must've looked weird right now," Adhara muttered, in a meek tone—concerned about her look with all four of her sharp fangs, broken. Not wanting to look stupid, she came to the decision to regenerate her fangs. "Rex told me not to heal the inflicted wounds—and I want to obey, but I can't with this one, I can't with my fangs..."
A few seconds is all it takes for her fangs to grow back to normal.
Only then could Adhara avert her attention away.
Scanning the surroundings, she then suddenly said, "Come out, I know you're watching"
Immediately after she said that a figure emerged from the shadows.
Flunra was the one who appeared, and he seemed a little out of breath, the air coming from him was hot displaying that he was angry—right now, "Tell me, what does the Alpha exactly ask of you to do for you to take on that beating without retaliating?"
"To create a suitable reason," Adhara replied nonchalantly.
Upon hearing this, Flunra raised an eyebrow, "A reason? What reason? A reason for what?"
"A reason to wage war," She added, smiling wickedly.