Three hours later…
Seven had no idea how these low levelled beasts kept healing from his attacks. It didn't matter what ability he used, the beasts remained unaffected. He, on the other hand, was slowly starting to have a hard time fighting them.
He didn't remember how long he had been fighting and running away from these beasts. But at least a couple of hours must have passed because he was slowly running out of breath. His body had started to feel a bit heavy, also all the armour he was wearing didn't make running away any easier for him.
Thankfully, the wolves were not as agile as him thus he was being able to hide away and rest up for a bit every now and then. But that didn't mean his problems were getting solved while he hid away.
'I need to find their weakness. They must have some! Every living being does.' Seven thought to himself while hiding away, 'Wait for a minute… all this time I have been trying to get rid of them as a group. Maybe if I can just separate them…'
Seven had made up his mind but what he was trying to do wasn't going to be easy. The wolves appeared to be attached to each other's waist. Not literally, but figuratively. It was almost impossible for anyone to separate one of them from the group.
'Not only that. It seems like they share some sort of linked intelligence. As if they have one brain but multiple bodies. I don't know if it's even possible but it is the only explanation I have for their extraordinary teamwork.'
It was rare for any type of night creature to work so well as a team. Thus he arrived at that explanation.
If what he was thinking was true, then rather than fighting these wolves off one after another, it would be better for him to locate the one having the 'central' mind and do something about it instead.
The only problem was, all this was a theory. Rather than having a central intelligence, it could also simply be that the creatures actually had excellent teamwork. In which case, Seven would only end up in more trouble trying to look for something that didn't even exist in the first place.
While he was wondering about all that, the wolves had found him once again. Just like before, Seven decided to escape rather than stay and fight them without a proper plan. However, this time, the wolves had come prepared.
Seven thought only a dozen or so wolves were following him, but the reality was much different. More than a hundred wolves had him surrounded that too without him noticing them. Things were not looking good for him but even in his last moments, he couldn't help but wonder about Ashton.
If he was having such a tough time there, then it would be nothing less than a miracle if Ashton had survived for half as long as he had. Seven was more or less sure Ashton was already dead which meant one thing… he too was as good as dead.
'Fck this! I should have resigned when I had the opportunity! That fucking kid screwed me over once again! Wait… do I smell something?'
Even in the face of death, Seven could not help but notice a peculiar stench. It resembled that of a vampire but at the same time undead as well. No… there was something else there. Something familiar… it was Ashton!
"Is he being attacked by an undead vampire or something?" Seven was in full-on investigation mode despite the wolves slowly closing in on him, "But this smell… it doesn't seem as if the smells are overlapping. It's more like they are coming from the same… person."
The reality of the situation suddenly came crashing on him. His intuition was right on point. The smells were coming from the same person and that person happen to be none other than Ashton. But he wasn't alone. He was surrounded by half a dozen skeletons that looked like the weird wolves surrounding him.
"I thought I told you not to come inside…" Ashton mumbled in an awkwardly eerie tone, "What should I do with you now? I guess I should punish you."
"Y-You… what are you!?" Seven replied hysterically, "You are not a werewolf! You're something more! How is this possible? How are you even alive!?"
Seven had never felt so threatened before in his life and the peculiar thing was that Ashton had never even done anything to make him feel that way. But the aura that was looming over Ashton felt hostile to Seven.
At that moment, he was more scared of Ashton than the hundreds of wolves around him. Hell, for the first time since entering the cave he felt like he would die, and not by his own will. No… he had to get out. he had to inform the king about Ashton or else all of them will be doomed!
"I'm something you should have never witnessed. Well, in hindsight it's a good thing that you did. I had been itching to use my newly learned abilities, and you're the perfect candidate for that." Ashton said and turned around before fixing the weird black earrings he was wearing, "Kill him."
The moment Ashton uttered those words, the skeletal wolves too charged towards Seven. As they did that, the remaining wraith wolves followed them in and attacked Seven.
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!?" Seven screamed at the top of his lungs, but his screams were drowned in the cries of hungry wolves.
"I already told you, didn't I? I'm just trying out my new abilities. Unfortunately, both of them requires you to die. But don't worry, I'll make sure to inform the king how valiantly you fought against these wolves to protect me."
"YOU CRAZY BASTARD!!!"
"Oi, I already told you, I'll make sure you're rewarded well for your sacrifice. While are you cursing me? Do you want me to tell the king that you fled and left me alone?" Ashton shrugged his shoulders, "And it's not like you're dying forever. I'll make good use of you. Don't worry."
"ARGH!"
"Shut it! I'm trying to concentrate here. So hold your screaming for later. Right now I need to check on my stats. After all, killing Elder Wraith Wolf gave me many things. Gotta review them sometime right?"
As the wolves relentlessly bit Seven, Ashton just sat there intently watching his stats which had an explosive growth after he received his third class.
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Name: Ashton Fenrir
Species: Zombie (Active), Vampire (Active), Werewolf (Active), Human (Deceased).
Status: Zompirewolf
Class: Revenger (werewolf class), Blood Mage (vampire class), Necromancer (zombie class) /New!/
Title: [Defiant], [Novice Brewer], [Monklin Slayer], [Researcher] /New!/
Age: 16 years
Gender: Male
Grade: F-tier (Evolution is possible) [Get to level 30 with all your classes to begin the evolutionary process.]
Affiliation: Werewolves.
Level:
> Werewolf Level: 19 (70%)
> Vampire Level: 17 (65%)
> Zombie Level: 18 (22%)
Stats:
HP: 5500/5500
Mana: 1950/1950 [+1200 Due to the item: Grim Reaper's earrings] (Effects will be removed once the item is unequipped.)
Damage: 70
Armour: 50
Stealth: 60
Stamina: 70
Agility: 60
Intelligence: 80 [+30 Due to the item: Grim Reaper's earrings.] (Effects will be removed once the item is unequipped.)
[UNUSED STAT POINTS]: 5
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"I'm gonna have lots of fun with this class…. haha!!!"