The trees within the Dark Forest were of varied height and appeared like waves of water in the night wind. It was impossible to find where they ended. Wolves started to howl within the forest, and more answered the call from near and far.
The succession of howls came nearer and nearer to the camp, and it sounded as though the beasts with bared fangs were growling next to everyone’s ears. Black shadows darted across the ground, stopping occasionally as they sniffed the air, as though they were seeking their prey.
A single pair of red lights the size of dots suddenly appeared in mid-air. In a heartbeat, hundreds more emerged and left vanishing trails. And in a few seconds, the number was as many as the stars in the sky. White cold mist could be seen streaming from their steely snouts.
The youths gasped, while the ambassadors’ muscles became taut.
“Prepare for battle!” Austin immediately judged they were unable to leave in this situation and ordered his knights.
Brendel’s men also readied themselves into a defensive formation; those with armor and shields stood in front, while the archers were placed in the back.
“Stay in position!” A yell rang out.
Brendel glanced at them. The youths were split up into squadrons and each leader was making sure they were orderly.
[Most of them are shaken but the leaders are doing well. Even though they aren’t confident, they are calm enough.]
“Lancers, lay down your lances, horizontally!” Kodan yelled at the youths’ side: “Hurry up! And make the formation a little bigger!”
The blades glinted as they caught the light from the campfire’s golden hue. The tips of the weapon seemed to increase in length. The wolves stopped moving and trotted uneasily. Red eyes moved back and forth slightly.
“They are going to test for weaknesses.” Kodan inspected the youths’ formations once more as he spoke.
Brendel nodded in agreement. He threw a vial of red liquid to Kodan and said: “Catch!”
Kodan subconsciously caught it. When he opened his palm, he discovered that the vial had Sealing Runes written all over it.
The contents looked like blood.
“Drink it,” Brendel said
“What is this?” Kodan asked.
“Potion of Dragon Strength.”
Kodan picked up the vial and shook it with his thumb and index finger. “I’ve drunk this stuff before. It only works once in a lifetime, right?”
“The garbage made out of Dragonblood Moss can be called a Potion of Dragon Strength? Potion of Cow Strength, perhaps. Drink it. You will get to feel the real thing.” Brendel answered with disdain.
The Wyvern’s blood bought from the Green Tower was made into a concoction and bottled in the vial. It was one rank below a dragon’s and one rank above a five-headed Hydra’s blood. A hundred vials were made in total and distributed to the youths when the camp was set up. There were still some left, simply because the Planeswalker’s cards did not benefit from any potions
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