The loud words, "Stand Up" Ray said rang through their minds.?The room was now silent from the words shouted. Something about the voice gave off the feeling that they needed to listen to it, otherwise, they didn't know what might happen.

  Fenny, who was closest to Ray, who was looking at him, was the only one out of the VIP members that could tell what he was about to do. As Ray looked up at the stage, he could see it in his eyes. He was ready to fight. The other VIP members were nobles, merchants, and high ranking officials in their kingdoms. Most of them had never even seen or participated in a battlefield.

  For Lenny though, it was different. As a guild leader, he saw this look in peoples' eyes too many times.

  "Bony, we need to leave now," Lenny whispered to his guard.

  "What do you mean, boss? What's he going to do with no equipment or weapons?"

  Fenny pulled him by the collar. "Just listen to me and leave right now."

  While everyone was busy looking and Ray and Steven, without warning the others, Fenny decided to leave the room. But just as they were about to open the doors, Fenny took one last look behind him. At this moment, Ray had equipped all of the equipment in his dimensional space, looking like a seasoned adventurer.

  His gut instinct was correct. Right now, with no plans himself, he wouldn't dare think about fighting Ray. However, he promised himself that one day he would come back to the Redwing army and have his revenge. The two of them quickly left without the other realising.

  Steven, now energised, was ready to transform at any second, and wanted to believe in Ray's words. For some reason, just touching him seemed to give him strength.

  Pointing his hand out with his palm open, he directed it at Russell, who still held one of the electrical spears.

  "No, I promised I would leave you to Jack," he said as he moved his finger to the guard on the other side.

  "What does he plan to do?" the other members thought while watching. "He's too far to place an attack."

  Ray then said, "Fireball."

  From the palm of his hand, a medium-sized fire started to form.

  "You go die first," Ray said.

  As the ball grew to the appropriate size, Ray released the attack. But then, at the same time the attack was released, a strong force was felt. It moved in far quicker than he had expected, not giving Ray the appropriate time to react. The force knocked and lifted his hand just as the fireball left, causing the attack to deviate to the roof of the auction house.

  As the fireball continued to move forward, it soon hit the roof of the building and burst into flames. The attack was far more powerful than any of the others had expected as a hole was left in the building. The rubble was even starting to crumble away and fall to the ground.

  Panic suffused throughout the room as the VIP members ran about while their guards tried to get them to safety.

  "Come on, this way!" A guard shouted to one of the VIP members they were meant to protect.

  After making sure they were okay, they made a run to the door.

  "It's true! The red wings are crazy! This is neutral ground, what are they doing?!" a man screamed.

  Just as they were about to arrive at the door, another figure appeared directly in front of it.

  A man lifted his hand, shaking as he pointed towards the figure. He then looked back behind him, before returning his gaze to his front.

  "There's two, but how? Are they twins?"

  Ray could clearly see the Black ring members leaving, but at the time, he felt that rescuing Rachel was the top priority. Still, he didn't want any of the others to leave. Anyone willing to take part in such a sick and cruel event didn't deserve to get off scot-free.

  With the clone stopping the guards and the others from leaving, Ray had a little trouble of his own. When he looked down, he noticed that it was one of the yellow knights who had predicted his attacks. Unfortunately, it wasn't just any yellow knight, for his helmet was slightly different than the others, which indicated he was one of the captain knights.

  He had knocked Ray's hand just as the attacks were about to happen.

  "I knew you guys were going to be trouble," Ray thought. The captains were quite skilled, and it seemed like the armour really did suppress their true power.

  "Quickly!" Russell shouted, "Call all the knights from the town and have them come towards the auction house! These people must not live! Also, get the mages out here at this instant!"

  At that moment, knights from behind the curtain had come out, as well as four yellow-robed mages. Alongside the knights were the four previously chained-up werewolves that had been sold.

  Seeing Ray's magical power, it was no wonder he wasn't afraid, thought Steven. However, it didn't look like it was going to be easy to get out of here, nevermind rescuing the others.

  Nevertheless, the fight had already started, so there was only one thing he could do.

  "You're going to need a little help!" Steven said.

  With a roar, his skin started to change. His muscles slightly grew as his body started to transform. Eventually, he had fully transformed into a brown coloured werewolf with a scar over one of its eyes.

  One captain was stationed by Russell at all times, the other was with Ray. Now, ten yellow knights stood in front of the four werewolf captives, as well as Rachel, with the mages covering all of them.

  "Grant the seal!" Russell commanded. At that moment, the Mages placed their hands on the back of each of the werewolves, and soon, a small crest was starting to form. The light on the back glowed, confirming that the slave seal had been placed.

  "You have been an annoyance in my backside, Steven. I should have killed you when I had the chance," Russell said. "Let's see how you fight against your own so-called brothers. All those with the seal, attack the werewolves and the red-headed man."

  The seal started to glow as immense pain started to course throughout the four captives' bodies. Slowly, they too started to transform. Their eyes now glowed a slight red as if they were possessed by the order of the seal.

  "Attack!"

  Since the chains had been removed, the werewolves pounced towards both Ray and Steve's direction without hesitation.

  "Damn, it's a werewolf mania in here," Ray could not help but say.