Chapter 392. Inevitable

SHADOW

My beasts begin to growl and shake. Their snarls and attention concentrated on the young females that cross the field we currently march across.

The darkness curls around my veins and I hush the beasts to settle. "Patience my wild ones," I say as the females draw near to the front of my army's line.

Just over the crest of the hill, where the jungle meets the dense forest, the warriors of Cambiador lay in wait for me. I can feel my son's blood, his magic lingers in the air, it calls to me. And so do these three young females who approach.

It would be favorable for the Grimalkin to side with me, but that ship has sailed. And unfortunately, he will die alongside his brethren.

"Master," The young girls reach me and kneel down. From the pocket, of one she pulls out an object and instantaneously the darkness unravels and travels down my arms to my fingers. The inky black shadows strained from my body reaching towards the o