Sarah Sheth, pulls off the beautiful robe she wore to the festival. Memories of what happened that night began flowing in her mind. Making her heart flutter, her wolf growls continuously. Although her wolf can't communicate with her, because of her current level at the late stage omega, mythic stage. But she can definitely feel its emotions.
"Sarah, are you in?" Sarah heard Stan's voice from outside, the door open and closed. Sarah could hear footsteps, but she didn't mind, she knew it was Stan. But she faintly heard some footsteps. Her wolf sensed danger, knowing something wasn't right, she quietly took a step to the side. And exactly as she did, a long flying sword, ture through the changing closet. Almost piercing through her chest. If not for Sarah reacting quickly by condensing ice around her, making the air around her stiff and the sword was a little bit restricted, making it possible for Sarah's to escape it's clutches.
Sarah stood guarded against the three men. She could feel their realm was higher than her by a level. But this level could be differentiated between heaven and the earth. That means their power was as strong as an early beta at its peak.What made her feel more accurate was the fact that she could stop their blades for a few seconds. She could never stop it, if it was coming from a mid stage or late stage beta.
That being said, the people standing in front of her were no other than the blade tribes. Their soul spirits were made of blade, either sword, saber, axe, knife or anything blade. They were considered the strongest among all the realms, with their leader about reaching the ascension realm. This realm controls heaven and the earth, with one hand.
"What is the blade realm doing in here?" Sarah felt confused. She never heard of the werewolf and the blade men having issues. Although they do but they keep it under wraps, ordinary people don't know about this, only privileged people like her.
"You talk too much" the blade men disliked explaining. They each controlled their flying sword towards Sarah.
Sarah entered into battle mode transforming into her wolf. Deep golden eyes. White fur. As huge as an average man. This was Sarah's wolf Maya.
Howling, Sarah broke through the wall, and jumped outside in the open space. There was no one there, no guard, not even Stan was there. Her heart skipped a bit. Something is definitely wrong somewhere. She didn't have time to think when she felt three flying swords coming up her way.
Hitting the ground with her paws. What seemed like snowflakes, as huge as a basketball, formed layers of snowflakes, shielding it from the sword attacks.
Maya went for the attack, leaping up she slashed her claws towards one of the sword men. The sword man felt fear. He could feel the weight and something that made his inside freeze, and knew he couldn't take it head on.
Flying backwards on his flying sword, he went into a frizzy attack. A long sword appeared on his hand, as he went into fighting mode.
Maya growls making the ground to be filled with ice, freezing anything. The other two sword men flew up, although they were skilled with the sword. They knew it would be in their disadvantage to fight down there. With Maya's ice and her aggressiveness. Beating the three of them would only be a matter of time.
So they decided to change tactics. Attack from up, that could be one of Maya's disadvantages, because of her lack of power, she couldn't stay up in the air.
Barrage of swords attack Maya, making Maya to be restricted and only focused on defense. Although she was being restricted, it didn't mean she didn't have any tricks up her sleeves. She just have to wait for the right moment, and the right moment came, when the attacks grew lesser. Maya decided to use one of her pack secret technique. "Wolf Cry" This technique was created by her ancestor, who made fearless pack to be what they were now. Although the technique was a low level technique. If practice diligently, it can turn into a mid or high grade technique, and right now Maya had succeeded in raising it up to mid grade. This mid grade technique was enough to injure a alpha not less someone with the strength of a early stage beta. But Maya could use it only once, anymore and she's blown into pieces.
"Howl!!!" A silhouette bigger version of Maya appeared. Looking at the three sword men it raised it voice and howl.