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The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 961
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AJOURNEY FULL OF DANGERS LYRA llunged to grab him, but that huge, agile body had already jumped back.

"Drakkar, that scared me," I checked him overhis skin was red, but there were no burns.

Lyra, is this okay?" he asked, staring at the four molds cooking slowly.

"We need to wait until tomorrow...

I think it's working," I answered with a sigh.

Honestly, I hoped this primitive smelting would work.

The next day, we'd be walking through the dangerous jungle to reach that distant pack.

The worst part? Drakkar and I had nothing to trade.

But if these weapons worked, hunting along the way would be a piece of cake.

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We barely slept a few hours, and at dawn, we ran back to the cave to see if the smelting had worked. se bbk "Oh no!" I sighed, disappointed, as I pulled out the first mold.

Once again, Drakkar used that log as a makeshift shovel.

---- "One side cracked, I carved it too thin," he frowned, blaming himself because the Gaia had leaked through a gap.

"It's okay to fail.

If we can make even one, its already a success," I said, trying to stay positive.

After all, this was our first try wed get better.

But when the second and third cout, our spirits dropped.

One had melted well, but the other mold didnt hold.

"Ym no good at this..." my pessimistic little wolf was already blaming himself for the cold that had hit a predator nearby.

"Dont worry.

If it didnt work, its fine.

We dont have good conditions here," I said, raising my hand to stroke his beard.

Finally, the last mold was removed.

"Lyra, is this one okay?" Kneeling, we looked at the compact black shape of a crude dagger.

"I think it melted perfectly, Drakkar!" I yelled excitedly.

"Throw the mold as hard as you can!" "No, no...

it might break..." "If it cracks, then its a failure anyway.

Just throw it, dont be afraid." ---- It was the ultimate test and when Drakkar hurled the mold against one of the walls, stone shards flew everywhere, and a metallic sound echoed across the ground.

I rushed over and grabbed the dagger in my hands.

The handle was rough, uncomfortable to hold, but what really mattered was the blade.

Theld it up, tilting it toward the light.

It looked like countless sparkles shined through that deep black.

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Iraised my other hand and sliced my palm with the tip. "Lyra, moĽDrakkar caughtimmediately.

"Why did you do that?!" His mouth lowered, and his torquegently licked e the wound. My mind filled with wicked, wicked thoughts.

This man was making things really hard for me.

"Its not healing, Lyra, its not healing!" he started to panic.

"Dont freak out.

Remember, my blood is special, so I be fine soon.

But Drakkar..." I made him look at me.

"This mineral is special.

If it wounds a werewolf or any creature, it wont heal quickly.

They could bleed out easily." I warned him about the power of Gaia. mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1