Despite his huge build, the bald man’s movements were graceful and his speed so great that he landed on the other side of the room before the Knight Guards could take a second step forward.
The rings on his right hand fused into a knuckleduster and a fist the size of a beer mug darted like a bullet at the helm of the flabbergasted Knight Guard. His battle-honed reflexes brought him to raise his shield to block, but his opponent was too fast.
A clang of metal akin to a bell sound resonated through the room when the other Knight Guard intercepted the armed fist with his own.
"Interesting." The voice of the guard was clinical, with no regard for his colleague’s brush with death. "You only look like a man. You are an Emperor Beast."
The bald man’s eyes widened for a split second before they became yellow and his pupils black-slitted.
While Yerna was still recovering from the shock, the man shapeshifted into a colossal Orthrus, a two-headed wolf with a snake tail. Its hindlegs expanded, sending the people sitting at the tables behind him flying while his mouths snapped at the Knight Guards.
"I don’t think so." The Knight Guard who was still holding the foreleg of the Orthrus in a grip dealt him a lightning-fast jab that caved his chest and collapsed his lungs. "Down, boy."
Most of the patrons of the Roaring Lion became pale at the sight of the Emperor Beast’s real body. Shock and surprise made it impossible for them to move a muscle. A few, however, had no such problem.
A barmaid smashed through the nearest window and shapeshifted into a winged feminine creature that took the skies. A short and wiry man who had lost quite a few copper coins at dice turned into a bull-like Emperor Beast, a Khalkot, that seemed made of stone.
He charged through the tables in a straight path to the Constables. He was already a blur when something on his neck lit up and the creature became so fast that it left afterimages in its wake.
The short Constable raised her hand, producing a hard-light construct shaped like a wall that brought the Khalkot’s charge to an abrupt end. The horned Emperor Beast was still stunned by the impact when the construct shapeshifted into a cube, trapping him.
The cube was barely big enough to contain the Khalkot, giving him no space to move and little air to breathe. A shrill scream from outside was the only proof the patrons of the Roaring Lion needed to know the barmaid had suffered a similar fate.
The Constable’s threat was no bluff and with no hope of escape, the people in the tavern resigned themselves to their fate.
"How did we not notice them?" Solus asked as she generated a second construct to restrain the heavily injured Orthros.
"Because of this." Lith removed a ring from the tail of the Lesser Fenrir and suddenly a bright blue aura became visible to Life Vision. "Cloaking items. They hide both the magical aura and life force of these creatures."
"Are they…" Solus meant Awakened, but that wasn’t a word the general public wasn’t allowed to know.
"No. I checked. They are regular Emperor Beasts." Lith replied.
"Those creatures are regular?" A tall man took the news like a kick to the gonads, jumping up from his seat. "As in there are worse things than that?"
"Much worse, sir." Lith nodded, still pretending to be a Knight Guard. "Now sit down and don’t force me to come there."
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