My Werewolf System

Chapter 1539: A Big Quest (Part 2)

The good thing about the three of them being what they were, was that they could listen in on conversations others could not. Their heightened senses picked up the voices of all the other guild members walking ahead and behind them, their words drifting through the forest air. Every sentence, every whisper, was absorbed into their ears. It allowed them to learn more about the world without ever needing to ask questions directly.

Right now, the group was moving deeper into the forest, the ground damp with moss, leaves crunching under their boots. Glen was at the head of the party, his staff tapping lightly against the earth as he guided them forward toward where the beast was said to dwell.

Gary looked around at the towering trees, the endless stretch of green, and let out a small laugh of disbelief. “This is our second day, and I still can’t believe it,” he admitted. “I really thought that when I woke up today, we might be back in Slough. But here we are, still stuck in this place where beasts roam freely through the land.”

“It appears,” Lupus added, his voice low but steady, “that if we don’t complete the quests given to us, we really won’t be able to return. Still…” He glanced at the world around them, the shafts of sunlight breaking through the canopy, the sound of life in every corner. “…it’s amazing, isn’t it? This whole world.”

Kai didn’t speak immediately, but he nodded in agreement. It was hard to put into words, but there was a sense of scale here that was different from anything back home. The land was vast, the people they had met felt real in every way, and every choice they made seemed to ripple outward. It made him wonder, was there an end to this? If they failed, if they never completed the system’s task, would they just be forced to live here forever?

“Flying snakes!” Glen shouted suddenly.

The warning came only moments before several serpentine shapes darted out from the branches of nearby trees, wings buzzing as they shot through the air. Glen reacted instantly, his staff igniting with flame. He conjured several small embers that flared brightly before streaking outward, burning through the flying snakes midair.

The rest of the guild members were quick to respond as well. Swords flashed, staves glowed, and arrows flew. Everyone acted with practiced coordination, fighting off the sudden ambush.

Gary felt his instincts take over. His arms shifted, claws extending as his hands transformed. He swung forward, slashing through one of the snakes, his claws cutting cleanly through its center. The beast shrieked before collapsing lifelessly onto the forest floor.

It was their first encounter on this quest, and though it was simple, Gary knew this wouldn’t be the end. He was right.

As the group pressed deeper, the forest seemed to grow darker, denser, and soon larger creatures emerged. They were buglike in appearance, monstrous distortions of insects Gary remembered from home. Giant ladybugs with chitinous shells and snapping mandibles spat venom that hissed as it hit the ground, burning patches of earth away.

The issue wasn’t their individual strength. Any one of them could be dealt with by an experienced adventurer. The problem was their numbers. They came in swarms, crawling and flying, overwhelming through sheer volume. Now, Gary understood why the guild had needed so many members for this quest.

Adventurers cried out, some sustaining scratches and cuts from the onslaught. None had fallen yet, but the injuries were proof of how relentless the beasts were.

Gary felt his chest tighten with frustration. He didn’t like watching others struggle. He didn’t like standing by when he knew he could help. His body shifted, fur sprouting, muscles bulging as he transformed further. His werewolf form gave him the strength and speed he needed, and he hurled himself into the fray.

Claws raked through shells, teeth tore through limbs. Gary fought with raw ferocity, carving a path through the swarm.

“He should save his energy for when we reach the end,” Lupus muttered, watching Gary.

Kai smirked at the comment. “Gary’s always been like that. And he’s always managed to win his fights, no matter the odds. Trust me, he would have ended up kicking your ass even after fighting like this for hours.”

Rather than take offense, Lupus let out a rare smirk of his own. “You trust him a lot. It would appear the two of you have been through quite a lot together. Almost like brothers… it’s a good feeling.”

The battle stretched on. The insects kept coming, but little by little, the adventurers pushed them back. Step by step, they fought their way upward, climbing until they were ascending a mountain path. The terrain was harsh, the incline steep, but eventually they reached the top.

It was there, upon a flat plateau, that the world seemed to still. The swarm was gone. The air grew colder, heavy with tension, and even the sound of the forest faded.

“This is it,” Glen announced, planting his staff into the ground. “This is where it lives. The giant moth. If we take it down, we’re all golden.”

The adventurers spread out, forming a loose circle across the flat surface. Weapons were drawn, spells prepared, eyes searching. But nothing appeared. The wide expanse of rock was empty.

Gary sniffed the air, frowning. “I’ll see if we can find anything.”

Kai and Lupus followed his lead, each of them lifting their heads, inhaling deeply, their senses straining. No beast. No hint of one hiding nearby. But then their nostrils flared at the same time, all three catching a different scent. They moved together, gathering in the center of the plateau.

Blood.

It wasn’t the scent of a beast. It was human.

“Hey!” Gary called out, waving Glen over. “I think you should check this ou, ”

He didn’t finish.

A sudden surge of power erupted beneath their feet. All three of them cried out as electric shocks coursed up their legs, snapping violently through their bodies. The force pinned them in place, their muscles spasming as sparks ran across their skin.

Then came the vines. Large, tree-like tendrils burst from the ground, wrapping tightly around their legs, holding them fast. Ice followed, sharp sheets of frost blasting against their feet, freezing them to the stone.

Magic pressed down from above, an invisible weight crushing onto their heads, forcing their bodies lower.

The three of them were bombarded from every angle, overwhelmed by spell after spell. They strained, growling, snarling, but the onslaught didn’t stop.

Gary’s eyes snapped to the edge of the plateau. He saw Glen. He saw the other adventurers. Their hands were raised, their weapons glowing, their magic aimed directly at him, Kai, and Lupus.

Realization hit like a blade to the chest.

They were under attack.

“It looks like our plan worked,” Glen said with a smile, his voice carrying over the crackle of magic.

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