Chapter 178: Dramatic entrance

Melissa held her hand up and placed her left leg 8n front of her right like Beateice had taught her. She couldn't turn anymore, if she tried she would sap out all the strength left in her. And in the end it would mean anything if she was a raging inferno for just a minute. She needed to buy as much time as possible.

Her only hope currently was that Richard was coming. Normally she knew it was a far fetched hope, it wasn't necessarily easy to find this place and also how would they be sure this was the exact place they sent her.

She however didn't mind those odds as long as it gave her hope. Hope was what was keeping her up now and she needed that hope more than anything. She turned to the three Sentinels who had decided to stay with her.

“If we survive this, you guys will receive medals of honor,” she said as the guards stood in front of them, all of them with bats. They obviously had guns in their pockets but for some reason they were not using it. Melissa noticed that and came to a logical conclusion.

It was simple, they didn't want to kill them. They were actually interested in them, the same way Abbot had been holding back and only decided to give her the mistletoe injection when she broke out of her chains. Then she realized that they were on strict orders not to kill any of them. Melissa also could reason along that line.

The Oracle was known to have perfected the art of brainwashing people with magical runes and drugs that make the brainwashing last for a lifetime. It was how they have lots of members and how they've infiltrated lots of kingdoms. Because they had agents with an unending and sheer obedience towards their cause.

With normal wolves, it was harder. There would be doubts and probably lack of enthusiasm at a certain point. But someone who has been brainwashed to act a certain kind of way, that person would never disobey orders.

Now imagine it was the Luna of Dunham that was brainwashed and held captive by the beliefs of the Oracle. The undisputed obedience of a queen trusted by her people. They would take over the world easily, they wouldn't even need that witch anymore.

But why have they not brainwashed her straight away. Why torture her for more information first. Melissa didn't really understand why but she kept on pushing and decided to get through this mob before she started critical thinking.

“Just in case, I like any medal to be inlaid with silver. If it can have the glint of a moon. It would be cool too,” Jacob said.

“You got it,” Melissa smiled and then she rushed forward, meeting the line of guards at s midway point.

The odds were not great for them at all. All four of them had wolfsbane within their system and they had been tortured by electricity, half the pints of their blood were gone yet they were going against a group of guards ready to take them out without mercy. And they were outnumbered three to one.

But despite these factors, they were holding their own against the guards. They were going one on one against them. Fighting them and tearing at them with intense ferocity and galore. Melissa didn't know Hashar also had that kind of style and the way he moved she just made an inference that he was better than Beatrice and that he was probably the one who taught her.

He fought with fluidity and splendor, that was akin to a dance. He knocked out one of his assailants by making the latter trip on his own leg. He was an expert in using an enemy's strength against them and it was a joy to watch when he did it. Like a dance to a music tune.

Eric and Jacob on the other hand were of different breeds. They did all they did with intense strength and there was a cruelty to the way they fought that made even other guards fearful against them. For example, Eric snatched a wooden bat from his opponent, proceeded to beat him unconscious with it but the bat broke him in the process. Then he proceeded to ram the bat into the chest of his next attacker.

Even Hashar grunted at the sight of it. For Melissa it was more like a combination of both. She used strength to butt her way out of situations but used grace to reduce the amount of stamina she is spending.

However all their tactics and one on one superiority soon came to an end as they started to tire out. Melissa was backed against the wall by three guards one slammed his knee into her stomach and she grunted, he threw her against the torture table. She hit the table with her side and her rib snapped. Then a liquid bottle splashed on her face and she would later discover it was a concentrated Acid.

She screamed in pain and her face burned. The other three were losing too. Hadhar was on his knees and a metal bat was slammed into his cheeks and then another against his hand. He felt his skull crack from the pain.t

Eric was held by two men and he was punched by a third repeatedly with a metal glove. Jacob was on the ground being kicked multiple times by like four soldiers.

As Melissa was screaming, one of the guards pulled out his gun from his hostler and pointed it at Melissa. “I will take you out once and for all. The other three should be enough,” he said.

He switch off the safety and then aimed to shoot. He was about to pull the trigger when a loud explosion occurred outside. Then the rood broke open and someone landed in the middle of the room in a cloud of dust and awe. Standing in that room was Richard Ashfall; The Demon Wolf.