In the fort of the back gate located in the south, stood guards who were standing upright. Just in the night where Joan and Isaias were in the tavern, happened something dread.

The guards were seeing civilians dressed in hoods and robes, approaching their fort.

“Halt! Stand where you are!” Shouted their leader of the guards.

But still, several of them approached them.

“I said halt!”

It was then, they removed their cloaks and showed their faces that have veins popping out of their necks. Rooting towards their faces. Making their faces grotesque and teeth were all saw-like and others were jagged.

“Cultists! Sound the alarm!” Shouted the head guard but it was then, they were ambushed left and right..

Daggers flying towards the guard who was about to alarm the bells were immediately killed. Other guards draw their swords that sounded like grinding metal. Shields were lifted and all were prepared to clash.

It was when the enemies appeared from the dark and assaulted them. Stabbing the guards in the chest while covering their mouths. Others were standing on the ground but stabbed other guards with spikes from the ground. Others were hanged in the spikes without mercy from their enemies.

Blood spilt left and right and their leader slits their veins and their blood spilt. Making the ground bathed with their blood

“Hang the others! Let them see our message to them. The Lord of Affliction will happily see this as an offering to him. Open the gates and let the monsters come! We will enjoy this feast for our welcome party!” Their leader said to them.

Fires were put out and the gates were opened by the cultists.

“Let the carnage begin! Hahaha!” He shouted with wide arms. Laughing hysterically with reverberating voice.

Soon after, the two came. Seeing the played bodies that were either hanged or displayed grotesquely. By doing so, they will receive points to the Demon God and soon will become their character points. The more grotesque, the more point they will have.

They were all killed defending the town. Making their sacrifices not be in vain.

Joan was alarmed at what was happening. The enemies were all gathered in the front gate but it was all a diversion. Something very critical at this state.

“You should warn the guards in the front to send some backups to this side. This gruelling state in the back door has to be notified to the guards immediately. I don’t know how long I can last here without help,” Joan said to Isaias.

“As you wish, I didn’t expect for them to be this crafty. May you be safe and alive as soon as I come back.” Isaias said then left.

Joan lighted up the torches again and observed from afar. Up in the wooded walls of the town, he was observing from afar for incoming enemies. Soon after, the monsters specifically the goblins were marching towards the gate. Joan then was struck with the thought to either close the gate before they will arrive then fight them below ground or just block the gate with the summons.

Well, either of the two was effective but as soon as he decided what to choose, he was assaulted in his back. A shadow emerged from the darkness and stabbed him in the back. Piercing his clothing without armor and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Joan then rotated then back-kicked him. Making him thrown from afar towards the darkness.

‘Damn, I didn’t know a Master Rogue was here. Having a [Shadow travel] has its perks of making a way of killing the target but when the target was not killed, then the problem arises.’

[Shadow travel]–a Rogue skill that merges yourself into the shadow. Travelling at great speed in the night but only usable on the shadowy places in the day.

“Luckily I am alive, I got to heal first,”

Joan then used his skill to heal himself with [Heal]. Wiping the blood on his mouth.

The enemy then emerged from the shadow and attacked him on the back. On the other hand, Joan used his Ranger skill [Rapid motion].

[Rapid motion]–a skill of making his movement speed and agility to rise and accelerate.

He evaded the stab and still has the luxury to grab the arms and slammed it to the ground.

While they were fighting, the enemies were fast approaching. Joan was in a bind. He can’t have a slight opening to the enemy in which he needs to cast his summons. By doing so, he will expose himself to great danger as it will give the enemy an ample amount of time to kill him.

Joan can only curse his situation, not something he has to think much but he possessed the weakness of the casters and summoners. Which was the casting time. Having also the strength of a one-man army and duelists but he needed the skill of the casters.

While biting his lips, the enemy distanced himself and used his skill [Shadow clones].

Making Joan in a bind, but as the enemy was busy making clones, he used his skill [Spirit and Soul Duplication].

Just as he finished casting the skill, he was assaulted with the shadow clones of the enemy. Using the skill [Conjure dagger], he repelled their incoming attacks.

Tang! Tang! Ping!

Sounded their daggers. Some were also throwing their daggers at him. Up in the walls, Joan rotated himself to repel their attacks. One shadow clone dashed towards him and Joan blocked his attack, just as he blocked it, another two were dashing to his sides. Ducking and prepared to stab him in his flanks.

Just as he was attacked, he jumped upwards and rotated. Somersaulting then Joan threw them with daggers. Two were hit in the chest and the other two successfully repelled the daggers.

Joan then conjured another two in his hands. Crouching like a pouncing cheetah. He dashed and then the remaining two shadow clones assaulted on the front.

He used his skill [After image] then leapt in the air. The two stabbed the [After image] and smoked puffed all over their faces.

Joan then stabbed the two of them in the back as he landed on them. Making them killed immediately.

It was after he killed them, the original then launched his attack on the shadow. With the use of his skill [Shadow cloak], he gained a small burst of speed and was covered in shadow.

[Shadow cloak]–making his body being covered with shadow. Having a small burst of movement speed and damage when attacking the enemy.

Joan’s [After image] skill was still on cooldown so he tried to avoid the enemy’s assault. But as he tried to use all his strength on his legs to evade it, he was a second late to respond so he just tried to grab the dagger instead.

As he tried to grab it, he was stabbed in the abdomen. He felt the metal enter his innards. Making him dizzy as the blood left his stomach.

‘Damn, I am too late to respond.’

He was stabbed but he grabbed the arms of the Master Rogue. He gripped his arms and the enemy was trying to shake his hands off. But it was all for naught.

Joan grinned and then his body is letting out the steam of white air. His fangs were getting longer and his nails were getting longer.

“Hehehe, your hands are too soft!” Joan’s voice reverberated. Changing himself into a Werewolf.

He crushed it like a piece of stick and the bones break as cookie crackers was being grind on his mouth. He bit him in the neck then threw him to the side. Howling into the moon who later on shined with its rays to him.