This was a natural phenomenon among the poorest of the poor. These people could not provide for the old as all resources would be used on the children, the young, and the strong, in order to preserve their bloodline.

Such a population would produce even more qualified soldiers if they were properly fed and trained.

Finally, they passed through the giant slums area and arrived at the castle gates. Facing one side of the peninsula, the gates of Cerulean Wave City were majestic. This fifty-meter gate almost felt like it could blot out the sky. There were three towers on either side of the gate, sporting three layers of firing ports each and a flat platform at the top that could fit even more archers.

The walls were cut from giant stones, each several tons in weight, and such stones were all over the walls. It seemed only werewolves would be able to carry such things up with manual labor.

The dampness had allowed for large patches of moss at the base and vines creeping up the wall. Numerous leaves and grasses could be seen poking out from the gaps in the stone, and there were even...