AN: Tadaa~ AWOOO~

PR by nf_zeta-san, Gate-san and ShadowOfHavoc-san! Thank you!

2: 9 should be finished tomorrow and then be thrown to the wolves *cough* I mean PRs xD

There are two more "bonus chapters" but please forgive me, I need to get back to my usual schedule first, hehe

Nova Aria who stood on the ground raised her head with a hint of helplessness in her eyes. Right above her there were thousands of cubes rotating in mysterious ways and every single one contained a simple rune - the simplest possible.

However as a whole the complexity of this formation was mind blowing, and here she thought that operating two complex runes at once was something big. The young witch finally understood that all the abilities she accumulated so far were only the tip of the iceberg.

A simple rune did not carry a lot of power with it but when two of them were combined it increased their power exponentially. Furthermore Vorst was using the profound power of runic formations that enhances them even further.

The White Army’s drones did not possess something resembling tactics. Those bots were actually only swiftly moving forward, locking themselves onto the enemy and blindly slashing with the two swords they were wielding. Just simple oversized Mechs - the only difference was that they could fly and with that they easily engaged their enemies in a close combat fight.

Their weakness was obviously a large exposure. Those mindless large Drones would often go too deep past the enemy lines and get hunted down by enemy M-Colloses. However that weakness was roughly patched up with the arrival of new bots.

Ten white Assault Drones swept through the battlefield in an arrowhead formation. They were not just any drones, in fact those were the ones that she designed together with Vorst from scratch - they were Celina's pride and joy! Once enemy M-Colloses showed themselves those ten would immediately lock onto them and arrive with a boom!

Two years of military experience hardened Celina's heart. She held no mercy for the soldiers clad in the alchemical metal, because once you are on the battlefield you have to kill, because once you are on the battlefield you have to be prepared for death.

Through those two years she saw many of the soldiers in her Special Squad pass away and if she held back now she would be offending their sacrifice. Every single one of them knew how dangerous their mission was and every single one chose to fight to protect the Kollos Alliance. No. They chose to protect those close to them - those who resided within the Alliance.

[: You saw that Claire, didn’t you?]

A loud mechanical voice resounded through the stratosphere as two sides of M-Gods temporarily ceased their battle. Rankers had highest clearance and both sided had the real time access of the situation of the battlefield. Right at this moment the White Army just completely annihilated their opponents.

[: ...]

The Elven Queen made a difficult expression inside her Elven M-God.

[: He's a monster. Can't you see that? Think about the future, once he grows up even you will not be able to hold him back. He is just too dangerous.]

What he said was certainly true. Right now Vorst Marcdrak was only at 7th HST! With this capability he could only grow stronger. LCT. MCT. UCT... Ranker. There was no doubt that he would eventually break through to the highest level. How strong would he be at that point? It was simply unimaginable!

[: Look Claire, I'm only doing you a favor here. Just let me get rid of him and then I'm off, nobody has to know about this.]

Facing a truly difficult situation the Emperor tried to appeal to her.

[: Take my empire and all, once he is gone me and my Rankers will withdraw to the Dark Region.]

Why was he so desperate? That's because once that terrifying being known as Vorst Marcdrak grows up the first thing he will do is eliminate him! He had to kill him NOW - while he still can - because that small boy will grow and once he crosses a certain threshold even Rankers will not be able to beat him anymore. And the most terrifying thing was that no one could predict when he would attain the power to do so.

Magnes had a choice between his empire or his life - he chose the latter but even sacrificing his empire wasn't enough! Even the all out invasion did not defeat Vorst!

[: Magnes... He... He is not like you.]

The words of the Elven Queen pierced through the Crimson Emperor. The sad note in her tone revealed a bit of her true feelings but she immediately composed herself afterward.

[: Y-you...]

[: Magnes, you might want to leave while you still can...]

Flash.

A silver M-God suddenly appeared behind Magnes's machine...

[Magnes: (Bind)]

Once again that spell enveloped Mistglan...

Haaaaah!

And once again the Liger mobilized vast amounts of his photons to immediately nullify that effect, however in that split-second Magnes already flew several tens of meters away...

[: Claire! You will remember this day! You're protecting your own demise!]

With that the Rankers from the Crimson Empire withdrew from the planet's orbit. They were quickly retreating towards the main battleships and with a Large Scale Spatial Jump they disappeared.

[: Claire-san.]

The Silver Liger M-God turned his head towards the silent Elven Queen.

[: I'm fine. The battle...]

[: He just left them here...]

Below them mass of the Crimson Empire's Army was completely oblivious that their leaders just left them to their own devices.

[Time: 15 minutes back in time]

First he needs to find his victims.

There were forty two of them. Right now they were hiding themselves trying to charge a second shot of a Double Layered Hex Blast... Fine, he'll wait. He'll wait for them...

[--Kaya--: Marc.]

[--Marc--: Yes Kaya?]

Kaya was sentenced to rest on his lap. He knew that once he turned his head away from this Serpent she would immediately start to act therefore this was her punishment. Ha, there was no way she would be able to escape from this imprisonment.

[--Kaya--: The White Army is not moving properly.]

He eyed her carefully... Marc despite his quite violent nature was actually a very intelligent person. In the world of tactics he was not a newbie, on the contrary his skill was definitely on par with some experts, however he was just too lazy to coordinate the White Army. Furthermore they were just some bots, he was not going to waste his energy to save some bots right? Three of them knew his nature thus they knew he would not be bothered to make a move. What's more even Marc could not compare to the tactical expertise of either Lily or Kaya.

[--Marc--: You're resting.]

He answered her with a firm voice that did not allow any objections. Kaya's jade pupils shot him a begging glance only to be disciplined by his stern gaze in return.

[--Kaya--: Uuuu... It doesn't need to be me, Lily is be able to do it too.]

Marc thought about it for a while then he shook his head and answered.

[--Marc--: No.]

The main reason for his refusal was the way he had control over Celina's bots. It was a special link created using Telepathy. It allowed him a portion of control over the White Tiger, obviously Marc limited it to Drones only, but if it was taken to the extreme, with his mind strength, he would be able to control Celina herself.

That's why he did not allow Lily to take over. It was not because he did not trust them, on the contrary he would entrust every single one of his Valkyries with his life whenever they wanted.

But this and that was a different matter.

Celina entrusted herself to him, therefore there was no way he would hand her over to someone else. No matter what. Some things just cannot be allowed.

A gentle expression appeared on his face... And then he realized it! He was set up by the Serpent - she obviously knew his answer beforehand. Indeed, when he lowered his gaze he saw a brilliant smile on Kaya's face. He was thoroughly fooled.

[--Marc--: Kaya...]

[--Kaya--: Shujin-sama.]

The Serpent was not afraid of his intimidating gaze. Marcdrak never could seriously get angry at them and as expected a second later his expression loosened up.

[--Marc--: Sigh. Just be careful.]

[--Kaya--: Yes Shujin-sama.]

[--Marc--: Right, now just accept your punishment and lie there like a good girl.]

[--Kaya--: Yes Shujin-sama.]

Lily who was silent from the beginning suddenly showed a flash of mischievousness but she quickly regained a solemn expression under the guise of her (Omen of Deceit).

[--Lily--: Lord Marcdrak, if I may.]

[--Marc--: Lily?]

[--Lily--: May I also get that punishment?]

[--Marc--: ...]

A weird feeling once again surged through Marc's mind. No matter how many times he had experienced this one in the past he just could not get used to it. His Insight told him that Lily’s question was perfectly serious, while he knew that she was poking fun at him... It was like eating an ice-cream that turned out to be salty.

He felt another pair of eyes on him and turned into that direction only to find the Black Angel reverting her eyes in guilt... She was supposed to support him but she could not hide that she also had an interest in this kind of punishment.

Marc once again was convinced that he had no allies when it came to these matters...

On the outside the battle was at it peak. With the appearance of the White Army the counter attack of the special squad was devastating.

Empowered with 6th LCT class of power the white sphere with red lines appeared next to the Witch Queen. Nova Aria looked at it with a little confusion, then it nudged her in the direction of the front line and changed into a small white shield.

Nova quickly understood it's intention. However, why didn't Marc contact her directly? Well, there was no time to ponder as the shield already changed to a dagger and hovered several meters in front of her.

…

..

.

BAM

A heavy Runic energy ball exploded and threw back a M-Collos. Four others quickly charged towards a Golden M-Collos that just appeared.

[Nova: (Chain Bind)]

The Witch Queen had already grown a lot and something like multiple opponents wasn’t her weakness anymore. On her command the ground around her suddenly brightened and Ethereal Chains rose and bound the incoming opponents completely rooting them to the ground.

[Nova: (Runic Edge)]

A bluish aura enveloped a one-handed sword that the Golden M-Collos was holding. This particular sword had a special property of amplifying runic enhancements. Obviously it was specially made for her by Vorst since there was no other alchemist in the world that understood runic powers to this extend.

Bound opponents had no way of resisting her. Pity briefly appeared in the eyes of the blue-haired girl. In this war they were nothing more than pawns that followed orders. However she could not afford to spare them, during this fight several men from their squad already died too...

The War was a hideous existence like this, a circle which caused both sides to bleed until one of them completely died. What was a peace treaty? Nothing more than a ceasefire - once wounds heal the fighting will begin anew. The War was eternal...

Flash.

A white shield appeared next to her. It just blocked a laser beam from the opponent's sniper. Nova's only remaining weakness right now was her inability to detect a long ranged opponent. Hidden with their camouflage systems they would try to take her down from a distance. A small dagger emerged from the shield and disappeared into thin air. Nova Aria held no doubt that the sniper matter was taken care of.

Today Vorst was silent, how strange...

Mersa was freely charging straight into enemy lines. According to Calla right now even Mersa wouldn't be able to break through that formation, therefore there was no need to "protect" him. Next to her was the black blade and two of them roamed through the battlefield together like the shadow of death. Wherever those two passed, Mechs, M-Armors and occasionally groups of M-Colloses were turned into scraps without fail.

Once again she crashed into a M-Collos with incredible speed.

(ABlitz)

The one she used was actually an upgraded version of a perfected Accel that burned far less photons than (Blitz) but still possessed the explosive speed of the higher version. With no wasted movements her hand grabbed an opponent's mechanical head... and slammed it into the ground. Sparks flew up in the air and with a light tap she jumped backward making a beautiful somersault. Psychic power gathered in her hand and she launched a (Psychic Spear) towards the immobilized opponent.

Whoever was admiring her beautiful figure in the air now could start admiring the hole that she made in the torso of her opponent. Obviously there was no hope for the pilot; a Circle Tier opponent died just like that. Nearby M-Colloses shuddered, how could that be? How did she become even more monstrous than before? Just now she simply arrived and demolished one of their peers and no one even had a chance to react.

The White Angel of War turned her head towards them. A black flash suddenly passed next to her making her white hair flutter in the air (made from special alchemical metal). An enemy M-Collos shifted his gaze and as he suspected it was the Black Blade and it just impaled itself onto another M-Collos. Then a white flash appeared before his eyes…

…

..

.

Suddenly.

Flash.

Mersa instinctively moved her arm and without much difficulty she deflected a sniper shot that was aimed at her. Even after the brief victory she did not lower her guard, and that thing was slow. Compared to the hellish training of the Black Angel it was way too slow. A proud smile appeared on Calla's face.

At that moment Celina's White Army caught up and passed those two, without M-Colloses supporting them the Crimson Empire’s Mechs couldn’t do anything.

[Calla: Let's move.]

[: Yes.]

The White Wolf girl looked at the black blade as it moved through the air. That's right. She was a lone wolf no more. Now she had her pack. Now she could hunt with her pack. The genetics of the White Wolves manifested themselves and Mersa could feel an exhilarating rush. She raised her head to the sky and released her pent up emotions.

[: AWOOOO~ AWOOOO!]

After Vorst Marcdrak’s anger was calmed down by Kaya, his mood improved a lot. He oversaw the battlefield from the top and from time to time he would utilize his black boxes to save lives. Obviously he still did not bother to help Mechs and Drones.

Celina who was now sitting on his lap completely entrusted all of her weight to him with her eyes closed and was roaming through battlefield in the form of her Assault Drone Squad.

Then. That happened.

The crystal clear voice of the white terror was simply...

[Vorst: C-cute.]

He could not help but to let it out involuntarily. Definitely with her kind of soft voice Mersa could not even hope to intimidate her enemy, but it definitely boosted up the morale on her allies side. Because it was simply too adorable. Celina opened her eyes and turned her head towards him. There was a hint of jealousy in her eyes, it was also mixed with a small dose of fear.

[Vorst: Don't worry, you're mine and I'm not letting you go no matter what.]

He assured her again as he squeezed her.

[Celina: But.. Camellia-chan...]

[Vorst: Camellia's mine. You're mine. You're both mine.]

Celina's face flashed with a spark of enlightenment.

[--Lily--: Selfish.]

[--Kaya--: Cheater.]

[--Calla--: M'lord. *Nods at him encouragingly*]

[--Marc--: ...]

Somehow Calla's tone full of pride was what hit him hardest and he could not even be angry at her because she had absolutely no ulterior motives. Calla and sarcasm was like night and day, both exist but they will never meet each other.

Once Mersa's voice finished echoing through the battlefield all of the canines on the Alliance's side suddenly felt a sudden urge to howl. Especially those of the Wolf family - they felt completely reinvigorated. It was as if the battle just started for them.

It was viral, once a wolf sub-race heard that voice he would feel a sudden surge of power running within him and undoubtedly release a primal howl himself.

It was a call.

They passed the call.

The call from a White Wolf.

The call from an Alpha.

The call to Hunt.

AWOOOOOOOOOOOOO! AWOOOOOOOOOOO! AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Once again their counter attack intensified.

Suddenly.

BVOOOOM

Once again forty two M-Colloses flew up in the air in a manner as if they wanted to extinguish this rebellion.

A fierce expression appeared on Marc's face. Yes, Kaya did calm him down. However it did not mean that he would forgive them. This and that was a different matter.

A smile bloomed on the face of the girls in his soul. Their opponents were just about to face their Lord Marcdrak’s wrath...

AN: The title was supposed to be “Hunt”, but I couldn’t help it xD