Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1169 Walking The Wire

Crystals POV:

Rufus’ words made me realize that we had dawdled for a considerable amount of time. I hurried to catch up with his long strides.

I told myself that we would find Arron soon, and made sure that I had enough energy for the inevitable battle waiting for us.

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Rufus pulled the map out of his pocket. I peered over his shoulder, dumbstruck at what I was seeing. It looked just like an abstract artwork done by some kindergartener! I frowned at the mess of lines and colors. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought that this… thing had been designed to purposely confuse and mislead people.

“How are we supposed to read this?” I muttered under my breath.

heading south,” Rufus said without missing a beat, though he did take a few additional glances at the map before folding it again. He

skills than me. I had every confidence that he would take us to our destination without a hitch. Sure enough, after passing through a sparse forest, we arrived at a mushroom-shaped building about six floors

moment’s observation, we learned that only those with invitations were allowed entry. I

Thick tapestries hung on the walls, completely blocking out all the light. No lamps were in sight. Instead, candles lit up the place from their places high up on numerous chandeliers. Up front was a giant stage, and it was lit up

we hadn’t been given anything

them to the members of the audience who might not be able to see clearly due to their distance from the stage. You, however, have VIP seats, so you won’t be needing

nodded in understanding and said nothing more. Rufus pulled me over to our designated seats. We eventually sat down at a platform that afforded us the perfect view of the stage, and there was ample

well, as our conversations were better kept

the curtains slowly rose before us, and a clown riding a unicycle appeared onstage. He proceeded to

clown approached Despite knowing that

leaned back against my chair and grew increasingly vigilant as the seconds ticked by. As it was, I noticed that the clown was wearing a unique mask, one that I had never

a microphone. I realized belatedly that