440 The Uncertain Future

In the outskirts of a deserted draconian town, enveloped in darkness and devoid of any nearby inhabitants, a dark red portal abruptly materialized. 

From it six figures stumbled out: Asher, Naida, Leonidas, Caelum, Silvan, and Eradicator.

Asher, vigilant and cautious, immediately turned to check if Drakar was in pursuit. To his relief, the portal closed swiftly, reverting to its original disc form before fragmenting, its purpose fulfilled.

Leonidas, panting and visibly shaken, muttered in disbelief, "Devils... did we just really escape? We were this close to dying..." He had prepared himself to die fighting to his last breath, but who knew things would take such a lucky turn.

Caelum and Silvan also shared the same thoughts and never thought they would be thanking the werewolves like this.

Naida scanned their surroundings, "Don't rejoice yet. We are still in their lands. This seems like some town of theirs," she cautioned, her voice steady but alert.