Chapter 112


    Rita knew fully well why Asher would win the fight. Not only did he have peakbat and sensory


    prowess among the werewolves, but he also had something else, something different.


    “Ancient Werewolf Art…”


    “Domination!”


    “Awooooo!!!!!” Asher howled.


    Immediately, every single Hunter trembled in his presence, unable to do much else. Their bodies


    didn’t listen to them as they froze before him.


    They had looks of horror and unspeakable despair as they watched Asher grin widely at them.


    Some peed their pants as a result of the fear that overwhelmed them


    "N-No… Please… Oh, God…. No!!!!"


    Asher made short work of them, tearing them limb from limb. Their bones crunched, their necks


    snapped, their flesh tore, their blood poured, raining down on Asher''s savage form. His eminence


    overshadowed everything, it was primal, raw… A true monster!


    “My, my… Looks like the fun is over! Asher''s here, so everything is a wrap. This is surprising


    though, to think he made it all the way here from such a distance… Incredible. Asher, you truly are


    amazing," Larry muttered as he watched the scenery from afar.


    He was sitting on a tree and observed everything that happened from a safe distance. He had a


    smile on his face as he obviously enjoyed the entertainment the deaths of the Hunters and Werewolves


    alike provided him.


    Suddenly, a sound came from behind him. It sounded like footsteps. Larry smiled since he already


    knew who it was.


    "Y-You… You nned all of this, didn''t you? How could you do something like this? To your kin,


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    how could you…?!"


    Cami looked at Larry with a disdainful expression. Tears were evident in her eyes, for even she


    could not have imagined such horror to have urred. She looked at him from the foot of the tree. With


    hate and spite, she red.


    “Sigh, what’s all the fuss about?” Larry said slowly.


    “Just a few of them actually died. We werewolves have an amazing recuperating ability, so unless


    we are actually stabbed in the heart or beheaded, we won’t die. You should know this, Cami, ``he


    added.


    "U-Unbelievable… You…" Cami muttered in shock. Was this even a person?


    “Besides, this is merely the first phase. You can’t back out now. We’re already both culprits in this


    grand scheme.” Larry said, jumping down from the tree branch,nding on the tip of his toes, barely


    making a sound.


    Cami wanted to protest, but she couldn’t. She merely swallowed her words and looked helpless.


    “Good girl. Now then, we better get out of here. It won’t do well for us to be seen together, so I’ll


    take my leave first.” Larry grinned in amusement.


    He walked past her, and after taking a few steps, he paused and turned back to face her.


    “Don''t worry Cami, I’ll definitely make your ambitions a reality… Though after witnessing this, I


    can’t imagine why you would still want to go for it… Being the wife of such a beast, how scary”


    After he was done with his words, Larry left her alone.


    She looked devastated and helpless. There was nothing she could do. She had an air of regret


    over her.


    “Father… Is this really… The path I should take?" She muttered.