Chapter 178: Blood and Butterflies (1)

Vladmir, his eyes flashing with the silver sheen of his wolf-like form, nodded in grim agreement. A deep, foreign voice echoed from the distance, piercing through the tense atmosphere with a powerful wail. "Attack!!!!" The command resonated with a terrifying intensity, stirring the werewolves into frenzied action. They began hurling their pitchforks toward the group with a practiced, chilling precision. The pitchforks, however, seemed to freeze midair, and the flaming torches they wielded exploded with sudden, violent bursts of fire. This unexpected display of power caused the werewolves to stumble back in shock and fear. "Aim high and stay up! Defend your rights! Your decisions!" The mysterious voice cried out once more, its volume now thunderous and commanding. The werewolves, driven by the voice’s rallying cry, released a chorus of howls filled with purpose and rage. Danil’s face clouded with worry as he muttered, "This is suicide." Pavel’s hand clenched into a fist, his voice