With his eyes still fixed on Tordoff's body, Jedrek stepped back. Behind him, Lyrus and a few guards approached. The ghastly sight of Tordoff caught everyone's attention, except the Alpha king's. The raging breath was the only indication that the lycan was still alive, despite all the serious wounds that he suffered.
"What is going on here?" The dreadful scene was Lyrus's main concern. What was the reason behind it? He looked at Tordoff's body in horror. "Tordoff?" An attack by an enemy was the first thing that crossed his mind. But then, he saw the way Jedrek stared at the wounded young general on the ground. Immediately, he knew that something happened, and it was more than what was seen.
"Bring the general to the healer." Lyrus commanded the other guards that came with him. He took that initiative command because Jedrek didn't say a single word.
"Bring him to the dungeon for execution tomorrow," said Jedrek. His sudden cold command caught everyone off-guard.
