The next day, Atreus was summoned to the main tribe committee hall where he previously met all the Tribe Elders with Romulus. However this time, the red wolfkin's 4 disciples were also already present, kneeling in front of their master.
Thud!
Thud!
A set of heavy footsteps resounded in the large hall as a 3-meter-tall blue wolfkin with a bulging and big stature along with a ripped and bulky body entered through the door.
Compared to before, the rune-like tattoos on this Shadow Disciple glowed more fervently and the icicles protruding out of his shoulders quickly spread a chilling breeze across the hall.
Unlike the time when the heavenly king first brought him here… Atreus was now bigger, bulkier and more imposing as his aura was many times more potent and oppressive.
"You summoned me… Master?" asked Atreus as he respectfully knelt in front of his master while revealing a domineering pressure.
Danger!
Dread!
Death!
