Chapter 106 An Intense Battle
**Thelma Zane’s POV**
“Roar!”
The sound of a powerful roar echoed across the battlefield, shaking the air and piercing through the cacophony of chaos. The walls of mutated plants trembled under the force of something relentless beyond them. Moments later, the dense, writhing vegetation was torn apart, and a flood of werewolves poured through the opening with unyielding ferocity.
Leading the charge was Aldrich, his body partially transformed into a wolf. His legs and arms were that of a wolf, giving him the agility of a predator while maintaining the tactical advantage of his human mind. He was a formidable sight–powerful, precise, and utterly commanding.
“Aldrich, over here!” I shouted, narrowly dodging the strike of a vicious vine.
Aldrich locked onto my position and raced toward me, his speed unmatched. With a feral growl, he barreled through a massive stalk of green foxtail grass, its girth easily three times. mine, and tore it apart with a ruthless swipe of his claws.
Despite the dire situation, I couldn’t help but marvel for a fleeting second. Moon Goddess, was magnificent.
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“Are you alright?” Aldrich asked urgently, his golden eyes scanning me for injuries. “I’m
sorry
for the delay. The mutated plants around the school were tough to break through. It took everything we had to get inside.”
Panting, I shook my head. “You’re never too late. But we don’t have time to talk. I need you to lead the soldiers and escort the students and faculty out immediately. It’s too dangerous for them to stay here. They could be used as hostages at any moment.”
Without hesitation, Aldrich nodded and turned to rally his soldiers. His commanding voice cut through the din like a beacon, inspiring bravery and urgency. The werewolves surged into action, swiftly organizing to evacuate the remaining civilians.
Their arrival marked a turning point. With the reinforcement of Aldrich’s troops, the battle against the mutated plants began to shift in our favor. The once overwhelming vegetation was now being beaten back, their grotesque forms reduced to mere remnants under the relentless
assault.
The witch, however, wasn’t done. Her cold, piercing gaze swept across the battlefield, her lips curling in disdain. “So, you’ve brought reinforcements,” she said, her voice icy. “How amusing. But you underestimate me. Let me show you what real power looks like.”
She raised her hands, casting off the illusion of Carolyn. Her true form emerged–a chilling sight. Her hair was snow–white, her skin just as pale, and her eyes an almost colorless gray.
With
blood–red lips as the only vibrant feature, she resembled an old, faded photograph come to life.
Though beautiful in an eerie way, her actions betrayed her sinister intent. Chanting a series of arcane spells, she unleashed her true power. The mutated plants abruptly stopped moving, their once–violent forms crumbling into piles of dust.
But the battle was far from over. From the remnants of the destroyed plants, glowing green particles began to rise. They gathered in the air, swirling and converging until they formed a massive cocoon of light.
“A light cocoon!” one of the warriors exclaimed, his voice filled with dread.
The sight of the glowing cocoon struck terror into all who recognized it. My heart sank as a terrible realization dawned.
This was no ordinary spell. The light cocoon was a signature technique of the legendary wizard Fitch, a dark sorcery that used the life force of living beings to birth monstrous creations. Fitch had once unleashed this horror on the battlefield, causing thousands of
casualties.
“This is bad,” I muttered, my voice barely audible. Turning to Dorothy, I spoke urgently. “We have to act now. We can’t let her hatch that cocoon. It would be catastrophic. Can you disrupt her spell?”
Dorothy, pale and still clutching her head from the earlier backlash, hesitated but then nodded. resolutely. “I’ll try my best.”
I nodded, trusting her completely. “Good. We don’t have any other choice.”
I sprinted to the nearest werewolf grandmaster, who was directing the battle. “Can we activate
voice. the sealing formation now?” I asked, desperation creeping into my
The grandmaster frowned but replied firmly, “It’s possible, but the final node hasn’t been activated yet. Without it, the formation’s power will be incomplete.”
“I’ll ensure she stays within the formation’s center when you activate it,” I said without hesitation. “Gather your companions and prepare to engage it immediately.”
He nodded, his expression resolute, and began rallying the other grandmasters.
I turned back to Aldrich, who was overseeing the evacuation efforts. “Forget the light cocoon for now,” I called out to him. “Focus on getting everyone to safety. Once the students and teachers are secure, we can concentrate on the fight.”
Aldrich nodded but hesitated, clearly reluctant to leave me behind. “What about you?”
“I need you to do something else,” I replied, my voice firm. “Return to the palace and inform my father of everything. This witch isn’t just dangerous–she’s connected to Fitch, possibly through her bloodline. The palace must be warned. The spell she cast has blocked our
communication channels, so you’re the only one who can deliver this message.”
Aldrich’s jaw tightened, but he knew the importance of the mission. After a moment, he nodded, though his eyes betrayed his concern. “Stay safe, Thelma. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
With that, he left, leading a group of soldiers to carry out the evacuation and deliver the critical message.
Meanwhile, the witch stood calmly before the cocoon of light, her power still flowing into it. She smirked, her voice dripping with mockery. “Running to fetch reinforcements? How predictable. Do you think the so–called heroes of twenty years ago still have the strength of their youth? Let’s see how well they fare against me now.
I clenched my fists, anger boiling within me. “Don’t celebrate too soon, witch. I’ve already told you your arrogance will be your downfall!
As the sealing formation’s activation loomed closer, I prepared myself for the next stage of this relentless battle. The fight was far from over, and I was determined to ensure that we would prevail, no matter the cost.
