Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 1062 Falling Off The Cliff

Crystal’s POV:

In just a short amount of time, the situation became increasingly grave. Rufus’ mobility was severely hampered, while the two vampires who were attacking him were only marginally injured. They not only had extraordinary strength, but also displayed excellent teamwork, as if they had received extended training to fight against Rufus.

Rufus’ wounds had seriously affected him, and the bandage wrapped around his chest was now stained with blood. The two vampires seemed to outperform him.

The vampire standing directly in front of him also noticed his struggle. His lips curled up into an arrogant smile and he mockingly said, “I didn’t expect the strongest werewolf leader to experience such a wretched day. I think I’ll give you a decent death and transform you. What do you think? It will be interesting to turn the lycan king into a vampire.” With a thunderous expression, Rufus remained silent and extended his arm to block the attack.

they exchanged glances as they slowly moved in tandem to get closer to Rufus. They synchronized their movements

rapidly. The wound on Rufus ‘ chest had probably popped open again from the vigorous movement, and blood gushed out, completely dyeing the

brain for a solution. I couldn’t go any closer to him. If I did, my scent would

my anxiety so high that beads of sweat popped up on my forehead. Rufus was in a very bad state and wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. The vampires were unrestrained and

behind the tree and secretly mobilize my black witch powers. I cast a few spells

engaged with Rufus were f0rced to slow down their assault. I was overjoyed and quickly used witchcraft to control their movements. However, Rufus noticed this as well. He spun around and shouted in the direction I

as I became the target of his sharp gaze. Perhaps my quick reaction aided in saving me from being discovered, but he kept shooting looks over

vampires and werewolves had created various stenches of flesh and blood. Rufus might not be able

heaved a sigh of relief and carefully poked my head