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wolf. Fenlog Log-or, as he called himself

now, had quickly declare that friendship with the wolves had

finished. The man was clearly superior to Wolf and therefore this

must be mastered, not idolized. And, therefore, only those

demonstrate their value killing a wolf would be given the honor of

become part of the Chosen.

Tribe members listened in horror, but some

Young drank his words with fervor. Soon they were

held on full moon nights a macabre initiation rites

which the neophyte had to kill a wolf with his bare hands. Once

done, could Fenlog under his wolf form, bite and transform you

in one of the Chosen. Apparently he had discovered that, if it was he who

biting a human and turned into a werewolf, had some influence

about it.

Fenris Novan shuddered to think, and how he had

admired even after learning that he was a murderer.

At first they were a few, continued counting Rua, but soon

some of the strongest warriors envied those

transformed into a wolf full moon nights. So, little by little, the

group grew ...

- The village is hell, 'said an old warrior. The werewolves

govern and Fenlog running on behalf of anyone who dares to

oppose them.

- But as wolves can not hurt you Ronna said.

- But I like men.

- I escaped long Rasloc murmured, 'when my

life was in danger because all my friends joined and I refused Fenlog

to follow.

- The last full moon went hunting and took the opportunity to escape

Rua he concluded. We found Rasloc in the woods and decided to come to

find you. We figured you would have gone south since the

journey to the west is hard, to the east are the mountains and to the

north there is nothing. We came in your search. We wanted you to know,

Fenris ... that sorry I doubted you.

Fenris felt a lump in his throat and turned his head

abruptness.

- What will you do now? Ronna asked.

Rua's eyes shone like steel.

- Log has brought disgrace to our clan. Must die.

- No, it was not him speaking softly Fenris. It was me. Wear

death and misfortune wherever I go. I fooled myself into thinking

I could live among you without harm. All this happened

my fault.

A silence ensued. Rua then approached him and looked him in the

eyes.

- If your fault, fix it, 'he said. Destroy the monster that has

created.

Chapter XIV Date with Destiny

There was still a little to the sun, but all had gone

and the agreed place.

On one side, Fenris and his men, led by Ronna and Rasloc. They were

Just a ragtag group who had lost everything except the

hope, and, despite their pale countenances, showed a

clean look and a look serene.

In the other hand, now calling himself Fenlog, surrounded by a

arrogant and powerful group of warriors among whom were

Also some women. They all dressed in the skins of wolves, which

Just a few months ago would have seemed horrible and disgusting, and

outlining a smirk. On the other side of Fenris, more than one

eyes welled with tears when he saw what had become the

tribe.

"It's my fault," thought the elf, eaten by remorse. "And I

I have to fix it. "

At first glance, anyone would have bet on the side of Fenlog. The

hairless and delicate countenance contrasted sharply with elf

bearded faces fierce male warriors, who were

undoubtedly much stronger and more muscular than the people of Fenris;

but this I knew it was them, especially children and youth as

Rasloc, who held the key to the future of the Wolf.

They would not fight everyone. Fenris could have attacked Fenlog in

any other time, perhaps shooting an arrow from a distance,

at night, taking advantage of his keen elven vision. But then

would be a murderer. As Novan, who in a similar situation, what

had attacked him by treachery and back.

No, they would face in a battle of equals. The elf had

been sent a challenge to the shaman and the two fight like wolves when

come out full moon. It would be a long and grueling battle, given the large

regeneration capacity of both, but Fenris was willing to

to. And Fenlog could not respond to the challenge because if you

rejected, would look like a coward in yours.

So there they were, waiting for sunset, looking at

each other, challenging, but at a safe distance. Fenris only

sorry it was to lose consciousness after being transformed. Not

doubted that the beast would attack Fenlog because he hated almost as much

like him, but would have wanted to be present during the fight, especially

because shaman warriors and also transformed, although he knew

they could do damage to Ronna and yours, and that in principle there is

entrometerían in particular its chief duel was not sure what

happen if he was victorious.

There were too many questions and yet, the elf knew that

that could not be solved otherwise.

- You know why you're here today, elf? Fenlog suddenly said with a

smile. You came here to die. Today you have a date with your destiny.

There was laughter among the warriors. Fenris did not change.

- It is possible he admitted, but in this case, you will die with me.

Fenlog sinister smiled.

- We'll see.

The two both turned toward the horizon. The last ray of sunshine

set behind the mountains, and slowly cover of darkness

dotted with stars began covering the wastelands. Even had

to wait a little longer until the full moon appeared, sovereign and

magnificent, behind the mountains.

All werewolves began to transform, it was a terrible

show because, even though it seemed clear that the metamorphosis will

was horribly painful, their faces were lit by

a flurry of ecstatic expression, as if they were experiencing something

infinitely wonderful.

Fenris also began to change, but quickly realized

that, as suspected, the process of metamorphosis was slower than the

the rest of the werewolves. He felt a brief panic attack to occur

realized what it meant: Fenlog be ready to attack before

He had been converted completely, and thus, may surprise

when he was still vulnerable.

It was the only one who noticed it. With a grunt of triumph,

Fenlog, completely become wolf, turned to him and jumped

forward with eyes full of murderous rage.

Fenris, still half turn, prepared to defend himself. But

Ronna shouted:

- Caution!

And ran at him, pushing him aside. The two fell to the

ground. Instinctively, Fenris covered her body with his own

when Fenlog heavy body fell upon him. A new spasm will

made her moan of pain, and struggled a moment the beast struggling

master while trying to understand what was happening.

Fenlog had caught, yes ... but he was dead. An arrow

protruding from his chest, an arrow had hit him in the heart,

inflicting a terrible wound that burned their flesh as if it were

acid.

Silver.

Fenris knew then that there was intervention Ronna

been aimed Fenlog protect but it out of the path of

that arrow, which was intended for him.

- What's going on? Ronna gasped.

Fenris convulsed again and his body was transformed

definitely that of a wolf.

- We gotta get out of here, 'he growled.

Ronna jumped on his back and ran Fenris. More arrows

pierced the air, skewering the bodies of werewolves, which

howled in pain, terrified, unable to understand what was going

meat seared them that way. Nobody in the Wolf

Silver knew, and therefore those werewolves had no way of knowing

that was fatal to them. They had been invincible on the way

Wolf and now fell killed by those damn arrows. Many

died there.

In his last conscious moments, Fenris got to see at the top of

a hill, silhouetted against the full moon, the figure of a man

carrying a crossbow.

But then he heard a hiss and a groan, and the wolf felt elf

Ronna slid from its back to crash land. He paused, perplexed, and

saw a little behind, lying face down on the floor. An arrow

protruding from his back.

Mad with rage, Fenris ran to her as his rational consciousness

woke up again, as if for once the beast and the elf had

agreed on something and had signed a truce to save

Ronna.

All around was chaos. He was not a man but a number, which

attacked the Wolf that night, and the clan had joined the

of Fenlog werewolves to fight them. Fenris distinguished between

Raiders to two or three warriors with swords, a couple of archers, to a

magician, who was noted for his red robe, and someone who seemed to be very

skillful throwing knives. Even he thought he saw a dwarf brandishing a

huge ax, but was not sure. "A group of adventurers"

thought the elf. "Swallow them," said the beast.

However, the vision of Ronna lying on the floor with the arrow

dunk put back again agree. They forgot the battle

unfolding around him to go with her.

But a shadow came between them, and the wolf was hit

an arrow struck him in the shoulder. He howled in pain, trying to

tear it with his teeth, while silver tip gnawed his flesh.

- We meet, elf said a steely voice.

Fenris looked up, ignoring the pain. The man who had

spoken had gray hair, and the time had chiseled and a

number of wrinkles on his face of stone, but, moreover, was the

Hunter himself he remembered. He had reloaded his crossbow and

pointed to her, and Fenris was torn between the urge to jump on it

to kill and prudence, he said it was better to sit still.

- You should not have shot Ronna he growled. She has not

done nothing.

- You're wrong. I snatched my prey, and I want to re-

stand in my way. I have a contract to fulfill.

- You've been looking for all this time? Fenris gasped, trying

to keep the beast under control.

- I am the best at my trade-Hunter said gloomily. I

amassed a small fortune killing werewolves, vampires, demons

and the like, but you're the only prey that has escaped me. On that day,

in the forest, I underestimated you. Maybe because you remembered helpless and

dying in the rain, when that damned magician stole my

prey, and did not think it would be resisted. You surprised me like a

rookie, I was in your power, I let live. I have not forgotten.

"When I regained consciousness and saw that you were gone, I thought

I would be easy to re-find, now that the wizard could not

hide from me with his spells. But you're handy erasing your footprints. You

I lost track.

"I've been looking for you for over twenty years without a break, but

seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. If I get here,

until this accursed place, it was because the world was looking to the limit,

already convinced you'd pierced.

- Who are these that you brought with you?

- I came here a few months ago and did not find, but I discovered a

whole tribe of werewolves. As you will understand, in all this time I

learned to hate you with all my heart. I need no longer offer

money to kill werewolves, hunt for pleasure now. But in this case

were many, so I went back to the civilized world to recruit some

He smiled allies. Imagine my surprise when I saw among these barbarians this

Later, elf. I could hardly believe my good fortune. Although there should be

imagined that you were behind this.

Fenris gritted teeth.

- I made a mistake to spare your life, but I will not do

He growled. Leave my people alone.

And leaped on him with an angry bark. Never know if it was the beast

only, or even the elf, who decided to attack, knowing that

playing life.

Hunter shot and the arrow stuck in the chest of Fenris, but

this was too angry and deliberately ignored the pain. The

the wolf man and violently collided and fell to the ground. For a few

confusing moments, grappled on a matched battle. The

Hunter was still a strong and sturdy man, was

used to dealing with similar situations, and also had

dropped the