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“That’s the spring with moon power,” Azrael reminisced about the war that lasted for centuries. At that time, Azrael was just a child, and his father was critically injured in a battle and lay on his deathbed. Azrael ran to his father’s side, filled with sadness. His tears couldn’t help but fall, making his blood-red eyes crystal clear.

“Father, you will get better, won’t you?” Azrael grabbed onto his father’s sleeve while trying to maintain proper etiquette. His heart trembled as he couldn’t believe that his beloved father might die.

“Azrael, find the spring water and I won’t leave you,” said Azrael’s father as he looked into his eyes. He implanted the path leading to the spring water into Azrael’s mind using his skill before passing away. Influenced by this skill of his father’s ability, Azreal quickly jumped out of the palace window and ran outside of the castle to search for spring water. Although young in age at that time, he was fast due to being one of strongest new generation vampires; almost every vampire believed him to be their next king.

Azreal arrived at Clear Spring when it was already nightfall under moonlight which made it look like it had been injected with new energy from moonlight itself . The sparkling waves attracted him closer until he reached Clear Spring where he put one hand into its waters while looking up at clouds covering up moonlight above him . Suddenly feeling a new force gradually entering into himself from within Clear Spring.

“This is so comfortable! Is this what my Father called ‘spring water’?”

Azreal quickly filled a small pot with spring water before returning swiftly back towards Bran Castle whereupon giving some of this special liquid directly towards Father who drank it down immediately afterwards seeing how much quicker than usual wounds began healing from then onwards . From then on , Azreal knew everything there is about power held within those clear springs.

Putnam learned about Clear Spring’s effects through King’s words; accepting King’s commandment Putnam hurriedly returned back towards headquarters ordering wolf pack stationed not far away from Clear Springs forest area ; they infiltrated forbidden zone around springs during dark nights drinking each other mouthfuls of precious liquid . After drinking such precious liquid , wolf packs became even more ferocious than usual ; their muscles expanded outwardly while veins popped out prominently along with sharper fangs than ever before!

“How come I never realized the power of the spring water before?” Putnam and Hazel often came to play at the Clear Spring, but they didn’t understand its power. However, when they saw the warriors of the wolf pack drink from it and gain increased strength, Putnam became curious. His doubts dissipated from his mind; perhaps he was too weak before to even recognize strength.

The eve of war seemed unusually calm. The morning sun shone warmly on the earth, and the peaceful forest gradually became noisy.

Outside Pack House, all members of the wolf pack wore armor as they were about to face a real battlefield. The Wolfman Alliance was also preparing for battle.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Cyril wore golden armor despite not needing much protection due to his self-healing abilities being much stronger than those of an average werewolf. But in order to boost morale, he made himself look like a warrior as well. Alpha Trnald and Alpha Eric also brought their wolf packs here; they planned to split up into three groups and ambush at different locations around Clear Spring.

“Trnald will ambush in the bushes near Clear Spring where we have already cleared away any branches that could give us away,” Cyril pointed at a map while giving instructions. “All you need to do is wait for vampires to fall into our trap then use your claws tear off their heads.” Trnald led his pack quickly towards Clear Spring’s bushes; their green armor helped them blend perfectly with trees’ colors while masking their scent.

“Eric, you and your pack will wait outside Pack House until it’s time for you guys enter,” Cyril continued giving orders through mind link communication with Eric who showed some dissatisfaction since he had been looking forward this fight for so long now. Every day he trained his claws and fangs just so that he could destroy all vampires on this battlefield.

“The Wolfman Alliance is gathering together; they probably rely on having strong powers,” Putnam observed by watching movements within Wolfman Alliance army campsite nearby while patiently waiting for an appropriate time join this battle.

Clear spring water flowed gently towards distant cliffs; its sound becoming increasingly faint along with footsteps rustling through bushes nearby where Trnald led his warriors towards natural shelter provided by huge trees overhead – a dark damp place perfect hiding spot during battles against enemies who might be lurking around every corner or behind every tree trunk!

Eirika, Gremma, Valerie, Hilda, Cecil and Trisha of the McGo Family were flying on their broomsticks towards the spring. Although there were less than ten witches in the McGo Family, the power of one wizard could equal that of hundreds of werewolves. Their magic attacks were not something ordinary people could withstand. It took time for magic effects to be triggered and even so, for werewolves who didn’t know about magic effects, one attack was enough to be fatal. But everyone knew that they needed to deal with vampires as their true enemy.

Cyril led The Iron Star Pack’s warriors to also arrive at the spring.

“The Iron Star Pack’s Alpha,” Cecil spoke firmly as she approached Cyril. “We have always avoided interfering with each other but a traitor appeared among your pack and intentionally harmed our witches. The McGo Family hereby declares war on you as a lesson for you all to learn what happens when you offend witches!”

The other witches did not appear because an excellent witch did not need close combat.

“The Iron Star Pack has not harmed any witch but if we need to prove it through battle then we will fearlessly face it!” Cyril responded loudly and confidently with authority.

“The Iron Star Pack charges!”

“Awooo!” howls filled the air as both sides charged towards each other; their momentum growing stronger by increasing speed.

Putnam watched as war broke out; he mixed his own pack with Alpha Osiston’s wolves intending on taking advantage while they attacked the witches by killing them off during chaos.

The wolves’ speed was too fast; almost in an instant both sides had injured each other’s chests causing blood splatters everywhere. The warriors from The Iron Star Pack were attacked by Osiston who pierced his heart causing thick blood pumping from his chest filling Osiston’s nostrils with a strong scent of bloodshed. Injured werewolves shouted out: “Ambush! Sneaky Alpha Osiston brought his pack here!”

Alpha Osiston stared straight ahead coldly before delivering him a final blow – pulling out warrior’s heart raising it high above him while wearing an evil smile across his face saying: “Continue! Kill those armies associated with vampires!”

Alpha Ositon gave orders in low voice commanding his wolves directly charging towards The Iron Star Pack resulting in both parties being caught up in chaos where forest became saturated by bloody stench along with scattered organs and fresh blood everywhere due to this fight between two packs of werewolves fighting against each other fiercely!

Cyril was filled with rage, his eyes bloodshot. “Kill, kill, kill!” The warriors of the Iron Star Pack howled as they charged towards Alpha Osiston, using their bodies to restrain his movements. Cyril shifted into wolf form and leapt up to bite off Osiston’s neck. In an instant, Osiston’s head separated from his body and fell like a broken doll from mid-air, hanging on a tree branch.

“You stupid dog!” Cyril shifted back into human form and spat out phlegm with anger in his eyes. He saw that many of his Pack’s warriors were also injured.

The battle continued and Cecil noticed that the vampires had not yet taken action while the werewolves were already in chaos – even Cyril was deeply involved in it. “Help The Iron Star Pack! We need to delay the entire battlefield,” Cecil addressed the witches before raising her wand and reciting a spell. A flame-colored energy shot out from her wand which grew larger by the second until it set trees ablaze and swept through large numbers of Putnam’s and Osiston’s wolf packs.

Putnam realized things were not looking good for him so he summoned what remained of his army to retreat back to their headquarters hastily as he realized that the witches never intended to start a real war at all.