The Invincible Full-Moon System

Adhara smiled tauntingly at the success of her strike.

She paid back how Riona severed her arm earlier, a direct slap to Riona's face.

Right before Riona's attack landed, she activated her bloodline's prowess, allowing herself to phase through matter, and avoid the attack. Her mastery over her bloodline power, improved over time and she was now able to use this ability without needing to turn.

Though using that exhausted her physique, it was still an improvement.

It was because of that she was able to catch Riona off guard and landed this vicious blow.

But her elation didn't last long as Riona smirked.

Almost instantly, her severed arm regrew back to full health, undoing any damage it endured.

Not expecting this at all, Adhara's eyes widened as she somersaulted back, narrowly evading an uppercut swipe. She landed meters away gracefully before she raised her gaze, looking at Riona with an evident frown.

'How can she regenerate that fast? It's unnatural' Adhara pondered with a frown.

Glancing upwards, she blamed it on the Honey Moon.

She has heard of the Blood Moon bestowing Werewolves with immense boosts in strength at the cost of them becoming berserk. She also has heard of other full moons, and their effects, but she has never heard of the Honey Moon being mentioned.

All famous full moons spread because of their abilities of making Werewolves a problem.

Now, the Honey Moon was not the case.

Adhara could assume that the effect of the Honey Moon was mild, unfitting for combat, but it seemed she was wrong. Even though the Honey Moon didn't provide any substantial boost in strength, it improved Werewolves' regenerative ability.

It explains why she was able to regrow her arm earlier at the cost of moonlight energy.

Normally, that wouldn't be possible.

'If my regenerative ability is faster than normal, I shouldn't be surprised if she was faster than mine. She, and her pack were blessed by the Honey Moon after all' Adhara pondered sternly, she would need to land a critical blow in order to take Riona down.

Just then, she stole glances to the side, checking the others' situation.

Hoping that they would win against the opposing pack without turning was too optimistic.

It was too optimistic considering the opposing pack has no restrictions.

Adhara could see that the others were being overwhelmed.

Near the northeastern edge of the duel grounds was Kyran, his opponent was a troublesome one, able to evade his attacks, like an eel through water. She was able to manipulate the furs covering her body from slippery to solid in an instant.

Every time Kyran managed to grab hold of her, she effortlessly slipped from his grasp.

Moreover, her long furs were able to turn into blades and strike him.

It was a frustrating fight for Kyran as even when he attempted to impale her with ice spikes— they slid off her body without leaving a mark, too slippery to be pierced. He was not having a good time fighting against her but he kept on being on the offense.

Averting her eyes to another direction, Adhara found Flunra.

He was brawling with Garm in a primal battle, clawing and biting each other gruesomely.

Despite his immense experience, he was slowly being overwhelmed.

Flunra was being on the defense, only striking when he knew that it would be his, and mainly kept Garm back. He knew fighting Garm, in a physical confrontation, would put him in a really bad spot so he opted for this strategy of fighting.

'What are we waiting for?! I want to rip this arrogant piece of shit to pieces!'

'Adhara, you need to tell us the plan. It would be bad if this goes on'

'Just wait, there will be a signal for Rex—this is not our real battle. Be patient!'

Naturally, Adhara was expecting this to happen.

If Rex was behind schedule then the others would've become impatient during the duel.

Considering their enemies are strong, that impatience would only explode faster.

'Look, I was told to reserve our strength. I don't rea-'

Before Adhara could finish her sentence through telepathy, her eyes widened slightly when a shadow flew past her followed by a massive, crashing sound. All of the battles stopped when that crash resounded, and all eyes turned in that direction.

Soon enough, the onlookers gasped when they realized what that shadow was.

As the dust settled, the scene came into view.

"Is that it...? Looks like I got the weakest one out of the bunch," A small Werewolf—no bigger than a massive Human—Cassia was standing on rubbles. Her long claws, were dripping with blood as they were piercing the flesh of a figure and lifting the figure up into the air.

Naturally, the figure was none other than Gistella.

Just as the others were picking their enemies and fight, Gistella stayed behind, and kept her eyes attuned if any of them needed a helping hand. She was focused on Kyran who was in a tough situation but didn't realize Cassia was prowling near her and struck from the side.

Cassia's ambush caught her off-guard, and she suffered a critical blow from her initial attack.

It was a slash that pierced through her waist, lowering her overall battle prowess.

Because of that, and Cassia's relentless offense, she couldn't keep up.

Gritting her bloodied teeth in pain, she kicked Cassia away, freeing herself from the claws.

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She fell to the ground, coughing a mouthful of blood.

But in the next second, Cassia struck again, her body blurred as she swung her claws hard.

Expecting this assault, before it even happened from the brief taste of Cassia's fighting style, she was able to create a barrier to protect herself in the nick of time but it shattered instantly upon impact.

Cassia's claws were akin to a searing hot blade and Gistella's barrier was butter.

"Kaarghkk!" Gistella grunted as she was pinned to the ground.

Cassia's long claws hacked her on her shoulder, cutting deep enough to touch her lungs.

Not stopping at that, she placed a foot on Gistella's chest.

"Do not retaliate, I am your worst enemy, your counter. It would only make you suffer more..."

Upon seeing this, Adhara's eyes bulged, "GISTELLA!"

...

Meanwhile, Prince Alaric who was observing the duel from above was pleasantly surprised.

Despite fearing for the worst, fearing that the Silverstar Pack was all full of freaks, as bad as, their Alpha, it seemed the information about their powers was accurate and Riona's plan was working brilliantly.

It wouldn't take long before the Dancing Stripe Pack claimed victory in this Pride Challenge.

Just then, however, his makeshift eye darted to another spot.

Prince Alaric squinted the eye at the sight of a yellow flash, going around the duel grounds' surroundings, it emanated an aura that he found familiar. It didn't take long before he came to the realization that it was Princess Selene.

"Oh, no... She's out?" He muttered critically.

Since Riona said the pack was forced to place Princess Selene, in a safe area because of the Honey Moon, he feared that now she somehow escaped—she would intervene with the duel out of her rampage.

If that was to happen, the duel would be terminated instantly.

Moreover, the Dancing Stripe Pack wouldn't be able to finish off the Silverstar Pack.

Doing so after the duel was strewed would bring shame to the pack in the eyes of the Origin.

"I need to get to her, before that happened," Prince Alaric muttered, deciding to accompany Princess Selene. But as he was about to do that, he stopped after catching a glimpse of the Honey Moon Princess' face, boring no influence of a rampage at all.

As opposed to being on a rampage, she donned a serious look, searching for something.

"Did Riona lie...? No, she has no reason to lie" Prince Alaric frowned.

Contemplating about the situation even further, he realized that Princess Selene was the one who lied to her pack, "But why...? Why did she need to lie? And what is she doing he-" Before Prince Alaric could finish, his eyes widened as he scanned the entire landscape from above— using his power to search for any trace of hidden energy.

"Moon Ability, Sense of Kin..."

Swoosh!

In an instant, Prince Alaric's eye burned with moonlight energy.

He was now able to see through every Werewolf in the vicinity, even those who were hiding.

Soon, his eyes darted to a figure in the far distance on top of a cliff.

"Prince Leif...? Has he come here to watch, the duel?" Prince Alairc thought aloud—surprised to spot Prince Leif lurking nearby, concealing his presence nonetheless. "No, it's not the duel that interests him. He's using his Storm Doppelganger so he came in stealth..."

It was only then that Prince Alaric realized what was going on.

"I thought he was planning to kill the Royal Black Prince after he achieved the tenth-rank but it seemed he had a change of heart," He mused. But then his breath got stuck in his throat— "But the Royal Black Prince is not here... Did- Did he perhaps anticipate this to happen?"

From the very start, the fact that the Royal Black Prince was not present was quite odd.

He was known to be extremely possessive of his pack members.

Letting his pack members step into a dangerous territory without him around was weird.

An uncharacteristic move for someone like the Royal Black Prince.

Even though the Royal Black Prince might thought that the Scarlet Banes Kingdom wouldn't attack his pack member with the royals focusing on reaching the tenth-rank realm, this was still a reckless move for him.

Unless, of course, he anticipated Prince Leif's move.

Seeing that both Princess Selene and Prince Leif seemed to be certain that he was nearby, Prince Alaric, frowned. He casted his moon ability already. Not even the Royal Black Prince, would be able to conceal himself from his moon ability to spot Werewolves.

No sign of other Werewolves around so the Royal Black Prince was not here.

"Even if he anticipated this to happen, what is his plan? His pack members are here, and if he made a reckless move, Princess Selene or Prince Leif could easily take them or even worse—kill them all" Prince Alaric muttered further.

He knew the Royal Black Prince wanted to create an empire where Supernaturals co-exist.

But there was nothing that would benefit him other than killing the Werewolf Royalties.

So with that logic, he should've been planning to take them all out, but he was not here.

"All of the ruling royalties aside from Sven is here..." Prince Alaric muttered.

From that fact alone he knew that the Royal Black Prince was using this duel as a distraction, but his purpose still remained unknown. Just then, Prince Alaric's senses spiked, sensing one aura that was faint and far.

Pivoting to look at the far distance, Prince Alaric saw an aura of the moon in the distance.

A sky-high icy blue aura that stood out in the night.

It was rapidly moving with incredible speed as fast if not faster than his top speed.

"This aura, isn't this the Ice and Snow Princess...?" He muttered with a frown. "Did she finally come back to help us? But, as of the last report—she was at her temple, and her temple was in the opposite direction"

Just then, Prince Alaric's eyes widened when he saw the icy blue color flickered.

His entire being froze when he sensed not only the Ice and Snow Moon energy.

Intertwining alongside it was the Blood Moon and the Dark Moon energies.

At that realization, a cold shiver ran down his spine, "The Royal Black Prince!" He exclaimed.

Looking at where the Royal Black Prince was heading, going in a straight line with incredible speed, Prince Alaric's eyes bulged as he knew where the Royal Black Prince was going, "He, He's going to the Bloodstone Crater...?!"

On the other hand, Rex was piercing the woods with incredible speed.

He was mounting Delta who was enhanced by his Moonlight Corruption skill.

Gazing ahead, he laughed maniacally, "Faster, Delta! Let's sound the declaration of war!"

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