Pain

Silver:

“These are the latest silver bullets crafted from your father’s book like you showed us,” one of the soldiers told me. “Watch what happens when I shoot it at the target compared to a normal bullet.”

I watched with eagerness as the soldier shot Rogu who was tied up, with the normal gun, but there was no scratch or reaction from him. However, when the soldier shot his left arm with the crafted silver bullet, Rogu began to writhe and scream out in pain.

“It works,” I exclaimed. “That’s amazing!”

“Unfortunately, we can’t kill him since he’s the werewolf available for us for testing,” the soldier explained.

“That’s alright,” I told him. “We’re just getting ourselves prepared in case their Alpha declares war. There’s no telling whether we’ll actually have to fight them or not.”

I inspected the other weapons the soldiers and technicians had created under such notice and was marveled at how good they were. At this point, Rogu who was the only test subject was begging for death b