The guards in the prison were frozen in place. Everything that had happened so far, it was an unprecedented matter. How were they meant to act? Who was in the next chain of command, and what were they to do?
They just stood there as they watched, and not just them, the entire prison watched. Stinger was still cowering, somewhat pleased that he didn’t go full force into his attack.
Then there were the rest of the prisoners that had been spared. They were surprised to see that the three of them had so much strength still, enough to defeat the Warden.
From this whole affair, it made one thing quite simple: Gary was the king of the prison; he had proven that he was the strongest out of them all.
Still, they were all staring in his direction, and it was for one reason. They could see Gary picking up the Warden’s body bit by bit and tearing into her with his sharp fangs.
They had seen the sight happen already, but now they were witnessing him do it without their own situations going on. They were witnessing a person eat another. Gary was doing it with ease at this point, as if there was no one watching him at all.
Standing up still hurt from his injuries, Ice then slammed his foot on the ground, and an ice wall was summoned out from the ground, blocking the view from the others.
“What are you all staring at, unless you want to be next?” Ice exclaimed.
Blackjack was still somewhat in disbelief; the difficult Altered opponent he had gone against, the Warden of the prison that was stopping him from going to the outside world had finally been defeated, and it wasn’t in the fashion that he thought it would be.
‘Gary was stronger than I thought, his strength had increased considerably, but the amount of skills he had. I’m sure of it, for him to have survived all those attacks before, that had to be the Last Stand skill, a skill only given to Alphas. This means that there is a chance that there are two Alphas.’
‘I have a feeling it means a war is imminent. This world might not have to worry about Altereds and gangs existing anymore. As there is a group far larger than them that is about to clash. Oh well, it’s best not to think of that for now.’
‘I should just think of my own situation, because this was not part of the plan. Now we are playing things by ear as to what to do next. We have to escape now; we have no choice, which means facing everyone on the outside.’
The one good thing was the guards that were frozen in fear; this matter had yet to be reported. As soon as they got out of the place, though, there was no chance for them to just sneak around.
They would be caught in no time; what they had to do was just to run as fast as they could towards the walls and climb over them. Leaving the area and never looking back.
Thinking about that, Blackjack thought he should also increase his own strength. He lifted one of the bodies off the ground and placed its neck up to his mouth.
He held it there for a few seconds before dropping the body to the floor. Blood covered his mouth. The prisoners seeing this might have been shocked, but after seeing what Gary had done, this was far less shocking for them.
“So what happens now, there’s no Warden?”
“Does that mean the only people that are looking over us are these guards?”
“If we get rid of them, we can just run out and exit, right?” the prisoners exclaimed.
A chance was appearing for them, a chance of freedom.
“Stop!” Ice shouted. “No one is to harm the guards; they are regular people. If you wish to get out of this place, then just head for the door. I don’t believe the guards will risk their life to stop you, so there is no point in harming them.”
This might be the opportunity that Blackjack was looking for; if the rest of the prisoners also broke out, the White Rose would be spread more thinly going after them, rather than going after the rest of the group.
Having made up the next part of his plan, Gary was also done with consuming the Warden. As he stood up, his body was digesting the food; his energy was restored along with his health, and it was the strongest he had felt since Kirk after consuming someone.
‘This power I can feel, is this what it’s like to consume Mythical type Altered? I can’t believe it… my stats have increased considerably.’
One of the main stats that had raised surprisingly out of all of them was Gary’s health.
[300HP >>>> 500HP]
Gary’s health had been at 300 for a long time, believing his energy was important because it allowed him to heal. He also increased his endurance stat, which would make him lose less HP.
However, along with that, there was another stat that had improved as well.
[Endurance 90 >>> 100]
[Your Endurance stat has now maxed out.]
[Your body is the strongest a Werewolf of your caliber can be.]
‘Of my caliber? Does that mean that there are other Werewolves that could have stronger Endurance, I wonder. Either way, though, I can tell, with the health and Endurance increase, I’ve become a strong tank!’
And finally, Gary had also received one more thing: enough Exp to get to the next Level.
[Congratulations! You are now Level 40]
[Conditions for Class Upgrade have been unlocked]
[Reach Level 50]
[Increase Grade Ranking to Queen]
The requirements were set for Gary to reach his next stage of his Werewolf life, but he had to escape now.
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