Lucas’s voice resounded throughout the desert, but nothing was in sight.
He then glanced at the girls, and they understood that what they talked about in the plane was about to happen.
"Sinner!" Suddenly, a voice came from in front of them.
"You-" Then another voice came from behind them, then from their right. "Ashfords are all sinners!"
Three women materialized from the sand, surrounding them in a circle. They were dressed in animal skins and had marks all over their faces and bodies.
All of them had wooden spears in hand with only the tip metal. The spears gave a familiar feeling, just like the one that Lucas had, only his spear was all metal.
"Sinners? Who are you to judge my family?" Lucas put his hands behind his back and gazed at the skinwalkers with an unfazed expression.
The leader amongst the skinwalkers took a step forward, and a cold voice came from her. "Even your grandfather’s sin of killing one of us pales compared to yours!"
"What?" Lucas was surprised and didn’t know what she meant. Even the girls looked at him and gave him a look saying, What did he do?
He could only shrug, having no idea. Then he glanced back at the skinwalkers. "So what’s my sin?"
He didn’t think they were talking about the skinwalker he killed, since they said that even his grandfather killed one and his own sin was greater.
"You broke the supernatural order." The skinwalker drone behind suddenly spoke.
Then came the one from the side. "From the first time you killed, the souls of those fallen had scattered."
"Your very existence is a threat to our fundamental laws, so for this reason you have to die!" The leader slammed her spear, and a crack appeared in the ground, spreading all the way to Lucas’s feet.
"Is that right?" He raised an eyebrow, seemingly not surprised by what they said.
"Whoosh!"
A spear flew for his head, and Lucas only tilted his head slightly to the side. Then he heard another sound, and the spear flew back, and he dodged once again.
He glanced at them with a calm expression, unimpressed by this display. "I can do that too."
Lucas then raised his hand, and a spear flew from the car into his hand, and for the first time, the skinwalkers’ expression changed.
"That’s... our power! How’s that possible?!" The leader’s voice cracked, and that ever-calm expression on her face distorted in anger.
Lucas didn’t answer, and he glanced at the girls. "Are you ready?"
Allison, Malia, and Lydia nodded solemnly and got ready to fight. They were briefed on the skinwalkers’ abilities and fighting style. Head-on confrontations weren’t the smartest move.
So while Allison will fight alone, Lydia and Malia will try to hold one of the skinwalkers until Lucas kills one.
Lucas then gazed back at the skinwalkers, and suddenly, a wisp of sand blew up, and they disappeared from the spot.
Allison’s eyes turned red, and her increased strength allowed her to sense the spatial movement around her. Then she disappeared as well in a silver spark.
"Clink!"
The moment she appeared again, her dagger collided with the skinwalker’s spear, then the other one headed straight for the woman’s animal hide.
The skinwalker used her strength and pushed the dagger away, then disappeared and appeared behind Allison.
"Why do you have our smell?!" The woman asked as she attacked straight for the throat.
Allison took a step back, and a piece of her hair fell on the ground. "I’m sorry, but I took a shower." Then she teleported continuously around the skinwalker.
For a moment, the skinwalker looked around in confusion, then the moment that Allison stepped on the ground and appeared behind her, she swept with her spear and hit Allison straight in the stomach.
"Bam!"
Allison slid a few meters away and grabbed her stomach in pain. ’Lucas was right, they have tremendous strength, and here in the sanctuary, they are practically gods.’
As she got up, a smile appeared on her face. She remembered what Lucas told her, the advantage they had, one that would be deemed impossible by the skinwalkers.
While she was fighting her opponent, the others started too.
Lydia and Malia didn’t attack aggressively, and strangely, Malia, the one who always attacks without thought, was holding back and only dodging the attacks.
Lucas saw this and smiled in satisfaction. The training that he put them through started to show results.
He then glanced at the leader of the skinwalkers and began walking toward her leisurely. "I’m quite curious on how you managed to convince an alpha to be bait, do you mind telling me?"