(A/N: The story was inspired by "Yellowness" on fanfiction.net by MidasMan. While the first 6 chapters are pretty much copy/paste and not something I'm not proud of, it does get better and the plot begins to change once you get past it. With that in...
(A/N: This chapter will be quite different from other chapters due to its contents. I won't spoil anything here as you have to read the chapter yourself! However, please let me know if you liked the chapter or if there is any room for improvement! Nonetheless, grab some chips and enjoy!)
[Timeskip - 9 Days]
[Narrator's POV]
Within the edges of Vripolis, one of the Dragon Kingdom's fallen cities, a small squadron of beastmen could be seen holding a party, celebrating what was to come tomorrow night. Their gruff laughs echoed into the night as the fire they had hung around for lighting lit the area, warding off the cold.
"Hey, Anorak!" A rough and husky voice called out to a beastman watching over the party. "First of all, it's Commander Anorak around here. Second of all, whatcha need, soldier?!" Anorak, now identified as the leader of this squadron of soldiers, asked in a similar gruff voice.
"Chuck me that human arm to me, will ya! I'm getting hungry over here! Hahahaha!" The soldier laughed as Anorak heeded the request of one of his soldiers, tossing the human arm in the air before the soldier caught it in his mouth.
Typically, asking your superior something like the soldier did in such an informal manner would result in the soldier having to do extra training as punishment. However, Commander Anorak didn't mind right now as everyone was having a blast dancing, drinking, and eating.
Anorak was your run-of-the-mill lion beastman. Except due to his status as a commander, he was equipped with fancier and stronger armour compared to the soldiers. Silver armour that covered his shins and knees, a strap that went around his toned body, and a gorgeous lion's mane to top it all off.
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The lion beastman hummed under his breath, reaching for some more human meat as he chucked it into the air before it landed in his powerful jaws. As he feasted on the delicious and fresh human flesh, another soldier called out to him a few metres away from where he was stationed.
"Commander Anorak!" A deep voice called out, which made the commander turn around and find the origin of the voice. It only took a couple of seconds for Anorak to figure out who called out to him as he responded to the soldier. "What do you want, Zorb?!" He shouted over the loud talking and music as he walked over to Zorb.
"Jasser wants to fight you again, can you believe it? Hahahahaha!" Zorb rhetorically asked before bursting into a fit of laughter, putting his hand on Anorak's shoulder. The commander could only sigh and roll his eyes at the information. "He really is a stubborn idiot, isn't he?" He started.
"I thought he learned his lesson by now. Well, it's not my fault if he's sore for tomorrow night's attack! I'll beat him into submission once more and put him in his place again!" Thrilled to teach Jasser a lesson, Anorak walked towards the brawling area of the party, with Zorb tailing behind him.
The duo passed and weaved through soldiers partying and generally having a good time before soon arriving at the brawling/wrestling area where soldiers gathered around in a circle to watch fights.
