---- And the day he does.


    It will be the end of light.


    End of hope and end of werewolves and Crets.


    Somewhere in the Southern Province.


    10:42 pm The faint silhouette of a woman ran through the tugged terrain of a forest.Her bare feet pounded against the forest floor, raw and bloodied from the jagged stones and gnarled roots that seemed to reach out to trip her.


    The tattered remnants of her dress clung to her frail frame, barely shielding her from the cold bite of the wind.


    [er hazel eyes, wide and brimming with desperation, darted behind her every other second as she ran.


    She could see theming closer.


    Those monstrous silhouettes, ready to devour her.


    Their low growls and guttural snarls echoing in the dense, suffocating air of the forest which once smelt like hope and flowers Clutched to her chest was a loaf of breadstale, ---- nearly crumbling, but the only sustenance shed seen in days.


    Weeks without proper food had left her a ghost of herself, her ribs pressing against her pale, dirt- streaked skin Each step was agony, each breath a struggle, but the terror of what chased her pushed her forward.


    She couldn''t stop now.


    Stopping means death.


    Or even worse.


    She stumbled, her knees scraping against the earth as she fell, The bread tumbled from her grasp.


    She feels something wet drench her bare foot.


    She looked back at what tripped her and she wish she hadn''t A dead decaying body.


    And that wetness on her feet was blood...


    dried ck blood.


    Those ck lifeless eyes of a man, with ck veins all over his body, wing right at her.


    And for a moment, all she could do was stare at it, ---- her vision blurring Why moon goddess? Why have you made of this ce? Tt was worse than hell Before she could grasp reality and evene to terms with it, the growls behind heres closer and she pushes herself up.


    Stopping means death.


    And she is not ready to die just yet.


    This ce had been tured into hell, hope around her has been lost but until the me of hope is burning inside her? She will continue to fight.


    She will not sumb to these monsters that have taken away her everything.


    She will fight till herst breath.


    ---- Chapter 429 With trembling hands, she grabbed the loaf and forced herself back to her feet, staggering forward The forest began to thin, the silhouettes of buildings emerging in the distance.


    A townabandoned, but still standing.


    lope flickered briefly in her chest as she reached the edge of the settlement.


    Help.


    Maybe she can get some help here.


    Her fists banged against the first door she reached, splinters digging into her skin.


    Please! Someone, help me! Her voice cracked, hoarse from days of silence They''reing! No response.


    She moved to another house, then another, mming