Hanging by the gates were bodies belonging to werewolves, but even that wasn't a hundred percent certified since their ears had been ripped out.
Their bodies had been torn into shreds, and it seemed like their skin had been peeled off simply for the fun of it.
Blood still dripped from them, making it clear that the incident hadn't happened too long ago.
It was horrific to look at—far worse than the time Aira had seen a Zygon transform from its human form into its monstrous one.
Her eyes were wild as she cautiously looked around, even as everyone else got out of their carriages and began to look around as well.
No one dared to go past the gate, as they all subconsciously focused on Zyren, who was the only one who walked ahead with a relaxed expression on his face, almost like he was simply walking through his mansion.
