Carina was surprised by the intruder's actions and went after him with great speed. It seemed like she was surfing on the air as she moved very quickly.
Meanwhile, Tracy and the other werewolves came from behind at great speeds, but they weren't as fast as Carina.
The booming sound of the wind breaking echoed around the woods as something flashed past the trees, knocking a few down.
She finally caught sight of the man dressed in black, and with a wave of her hand, roots began to sprout out of the ground, whipping towards the man.
The person tried hard to escape and dodge, and then she increased the number of roots, including fire, which arose from the ground as well.
The flames raged, surrounding the man who had a scarf around his lower face.
"Give it back to me," Carina stretched forth her hand, and the man looked behind himself and threw the stone up.
Carina immediately looked up and got ready to catch it, and then she noticed him coming to attack her—he was fast.
The man's dagger collided with an invisible barrier, and his attack was multiplied, knocking him back and causing a large number of trees and even the earth to be destroyed.
Carina caught the stone, and the intruder suddenly began to run away at a very high speed, leaving the area without the stone.
Carina couldn't say anything about what had just happened. She was stunned. She didn't even get to see the person who attempted to steal from her.
'That man...' she gritted her teeth as she started to chase after him, but she was blocked by a group of wolves aggressively growling at her.
Trisha and Tarzon walked forward to stand in front of her, glaring at her.
"Carina, this entire area is guarded by the witches, so we had no choice but to come in by force," Karim said as he walked forward too.
"Give us the moonstone." The words left his mouth, and then she looked at all of them, gritting her teeth.
"I can't give it to you. It's an ancient relic of my ancestors, and you werewolves are supposed to know that we don't joke with relics." Carina waved her hand, and as she did, a wall of water blocked her and the wolves.
As they rushed towards her, the wall solidified into ice, and she was already long gone as Tarzon broke the ice.
They couldn't find her anymore, and only a white mist was left in the area where she had been.
"Argh, fuck. We should have just ripped her apart as well," Tarzon said with an annoyed tone, and Tracy couldn't help but look at him, her lips twitching. Official source is novel-fire.ɴet
"You know we can't do that. She could be a crucial force when the world is in danger," Karim said, and Tarzon only growled as he walked past them.
"I'm going to find her!" he said before he ran off into the forest, with other white werewolves following behind him.
Tracy could not understand his behavior and looked at Karim and Trisha.
Trisha looked back and saw the confused Tracy. She couldn't help but smile at the girl.
"Oh, don't worry about him. He has the potential to be the strongest werewolf, but the werewolves' sealed power holds him back," she explained with a shrug, and Tracy blinked.
"But why does he want such power like that? He could just level up," she said with a shrug, and Trisha shook her head.
"It's just something personal. He can't beat me in a fight, and the leader of the fox tribe also beat him up. He'll definitely be stronger when he's at full power," she said, and then, with a sigh, she began to walk back in the direction they came from.
Karim kept quiet as he let his mind drift. He couldn't help but look around as they walked back, and he clearly remembered seeing a man with a black scarf around his neck.
"There was a guy trying to steal the stone while we were holding back the witches. I saw him clearly," Tracy said, and Karim nodded.
"Find the man," Karim said as he looked at the brown wolves around them, and they all split up and ran in every direction to search.
Trisha couldn't help but look at Tracy with a smile and studied her.
"Hey, Tracy. What do you think about the moonstone and our plan? You rarely talk," Trisha said as she wrapped an arm around Tracy.
"Hm? Oh... I'm in it to stop the pain. I hate the full moon because of it. It's too much to handle," she said with a slight smile, and Trisha couldn't help but nod.
The day of a full moon had always been one Tracy feared the most, as she would endure the painful process of transformation all on her own, afraid to let anyone see her.
If she had a way to stop it, she would gladly stop it.
Close to a clear stream, mist began to gather around the surroundings.
From it, a woman appeared. Her black hair fluttered as the wind blew past her.
Carina clenched the moonstone in her hands, and then she let out a breath as she looked into the water.
"The relic... The werewolves won't stop until they break the curse. I'm really considering giving it to them," she said with a sigh and sat down on the ground.
'My grandmother told us to protect it. I should go back and check why exactly it's dangerous,' she thought to herself before she turned into mist and left the area.
She arrived soon back at her base and saw other witches discussing as they waited for her.
The chattering stopped as they noticed Carina on the other side of the room.
"Mistress, I think it's time you give the moonstone away," one of the disciples said.
There was visible sweat on her face, and Carina noticed the injured witch behind her.
"The natural order is gone. There's no need to protect the relic anymore. We lost more than five disciples today during the werewolf attack. Please end this..." The woman got on her knees as she began to beg, and Carina ignored her and entered her room to clear her mind.
"Mother... Why am I protecting this thing?" She couldn't help but mumble as she looked at the moonstone again.