She closed her eyes and focused intensely when she heard the creatures' footsteps echoing so near to her. They groaned and Roselyn tightened her fists, she felt the bodies of the creatures throwing her against the ground and before she could realize it she hit her head over the ground.

"Rose!" John's voice rang in her eyes like a desperate call.

Roselyn opened her eyes and felt the creature's claws cut her skin, John who was meantime fighting against three creatures speeded toward his wife and sunk his hands into the creature's back to throw them back to help her stand up.

"My powers didn't work..." Roselyn murmured, but John pushed her slightly behind and watched at the five creatures who stood in front of him. Drool was dripping from his sharp long claws, like if they were gazing at John and Roselyn as if they were an exquisite dish.

Roselyn couldn't let John fight against three creatures at the same time, she turned around to gaze at Ethan and the rest of their squads but the whole squad was busy fighting and didn't even notice they needed help.

Roselyn was the only one who could help him she focused on the ground and gazed at the two creatures who attacked her, she imagined the fire burning their hairy skin, and the more she focused the more she could feel her blood heat through her veins and her skin heated so much she felt extremely hot like if she was having flu. But when she opened her eyes she found the soil and the creatures beginning to burn all of a sudden and the fire fed always more. The creatures tried to step back and to jump through the flames not to be hit but Roselyn narrowed her eyes to focus more and the fire fed more.

"I am sorry, I am sorry." One of them said and the other two bowed in front of them.

Roselyn stopped to focus and stopped clenching her fists and the fire slowly extinguished under their feet. Some flames already ran through their body and burned part of their skin which now was bleeding and burn.

"We didn't know she was so.. we're sorry."

Silence fell and all the creatures that were fighting now had their gaze over Roselyn, "is she a ban..."

John didn't let him finish his sentence and he interjected soon enough, "you don't stand a chance against us." He said before traveling his gaze through all their pack that even if they were in a clear majority were however losing.

"Let me go back to my throne," John said, with an almost pleading tone of voice, he was so tired of all the fighting, and deep down he didn't like killing people in front of Roselyn as it remembered him who he used to be.

The creatures took few seconds to consider and after gazing at each other bloody and barely standing up they nodded to each other while others scoffed before raising their hands in sign of surrender.

"But John..." the same creature who before acted breezy now had a more submissive tone of voice probably understanding he couldn't do anything to oppose but just give up.

John traveled his gaze over him and waited for him to speak, "yes?"

He cleared his voice, "if we respect the rules you last year imposed, will we still be free to wander around all the land without limits?"

John frowned his eyebrows not fully understanding why over all the requests he would ask he decided that one. Last year John divided the land into areas reserved to different packs so that no one would get in the middle or try to overcome the borders. It was one of the many practices he imposed to establish order and tranquility aside from the rule that no life should be taken but the only law that could be applied was that if there was a very major injustice the creatures could challenge another creature and the only one alive after the match would win the argument.

"You know that will lead to fights," John replied strictly as he usually was.

"We won't I promise." Another one intervened and John scoffed, almost losing his patience but then he gestured with his hands, "we will think about that later, now gather here all the creatures of Kratez." John commanded and even if the creature who dared to make a request, hesitated for few seconds then he listened to him followed by the remaining of the pack.

Lord Victor as soon as they left fell over the floor covering his stomach with his hand, blood came out and he seemed very pale and almost unable to catch his breath. John soon reached him and carried him to lay his head onto a stone in the left.

"Why are you not healing?" Ethan asked as soon as he joined John, Victor nodded, "I don't know" he murmured.

Roselyn walked toward them and grabbed Victor's hand as soon as she began to visualize what happened, she saw the creature who hit him had a knife and that knife was made of shining metal.

"Were you hit by a dagger by any chance?" Roselyn asked knitting her eyebrows and John understood she had a vision.

"Y-ye.." he seemed unable to even breathe and more bleed kept coming out from the left of his stomach. "We can't let him die..." Roselyn exclaimed in a broken voice, her first thought was reserved for her sister Abigail. Victor came there to help them and if she knew he died without Roselyn trying to make something she was sure she would lose Abigail too.

"I can try to heal him, Sharon did it so maybe I..." John didn't let her finish her sentence that he gestured no with his hand as he shook his head vigorously, "no way!"

"You truly are a banshee then." The vampire girl said widening her eyes and covering her mouth.

The Royal couple ignored her and stared at each other for few seconds, Roselyn was pleading with him with her gaze to let her try but John was looking at her preoccupied with all the consequences.

Lord Victor's face became even paler and under him, a puddle of blood formed, they didn't have much time left to decide....