With the robe and skin mask on, he caught up to the others, that we're still on their way. They didn't even notice when two of their members went missing. Though it soon became obvious to Nevan that they weren't exactly normal. What tipped him off was not just walking without talking militarily. It was when they reached the tomb. The berserkers seeing them coming quickly blocked the entrance, but the robed men kept going straight at them without stopping.

'Monkey see monkey do I guess." he thought as they all started walking into the berserkers like mindless dolls. They just kept trying without stopping into the immovable berserkers who stood there like statues as they kept trying to push into them.

A werejaguar eventually showed up, his skin color a bluish-purple tone with black jaguar-esque spots (the Same look as Kate Argent transformed in the show.)

"Alright let them through they are needed," he said with glowing green eyes.

Berserkers stepped aside at the command and they continued into the cave entrance that led down lower to where the tomb laid.

Under the mask Nevan was grinning bigger then he ever has, 'They didn't even check, nice, nice...I'm a super spy, a super spy, gonna take you all out, from the inside' he started singing a bit in his head.

As they traveled down It wasn't long before the cave opened up and revealed a buried pyramid-like structure that has recently been unearthed. He subtly looked around with his eyes noticing more than one group of masked black robe people being led to the top of the pyramid.

'Well, shit this doesn't look good, probably going to be a mass sacrifice or something up top.' Nevan thought as he looked around more urgently for a way to keep up his spy gig. He saw they were coming up to a corner thinking 'O shit definitely got to do a roll, have to do a roll, the gods demand it...It's spy time!' Rolling away behind the corner as they kept walking.

He waited a bit to make sure no one noticed before trying to come up with another idea. 'Come on, come on, what to do.' looking around he could see at least 9 werejaguars each one leading about a dozen black-robed people to top. The stairs also had at least a dozen berserkers, 2 guarding each level, 1 on each side of the stairs at each level of the pyramid.

'Well I screwed up didn't I, should have kept with the group and gone to the top with no hassle, but no I just had to do a stupid roll.' Nevan thought criticizing himself 'Guess I'll never be a good spy...No!, there is always next time, next time for sure I'll get it right.'

He knew spy time was over, but he decided to continue to use the robe and mask for now until the big reveal later. He walked out from behind the corner and slowly made his way to the stairs. Looking up at all those berserkers he had to get through he sighed, 'I should get a sword at some point for my human form so I can keep my identity hidden longer, rather than always needing to use my claws.'

Under the robe, he transformed into his Noblesse form which increases his speed and strength 10x from his human form.

(Werewolf mode, aka battle mode, is 10x better than his Noblesse form...His wolf form is the fastest in a straight line, but its strength is equal to his hybrid form...oh and his human form is as strong as an original at the moment, it should be remembered that his strength increases or decreases marginally depending on how many werewolves there are.)

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He could have stayed in his human form for this, but last time he saw a berserker fighting, was with Aurelia and it didn't look enjoyable, so he decided to end it quick as he went super speed up the stairs reaching the top, leaving dust behind as the berserkers turned to ash.

At the top of the stairs, he changed back into human form and blended in with the other robed people. It seemed no one noticed him making his way up cause he was so fast, well that and the fact everyone is concentrated looking towards the alter that was on the far side of the giant ritualistic circle in the middle. All the robed people were bunched up in the middle of the circle, while the werejaguars were taking places around the circle looking towards the alter.

He could see someone coming down the stairs behind the altar flanked by two werejaguars. An old man with short white hair and beard to match, when the old man reached the alter he looked out with a frown. Calling over one of the attendants he whispered something in his ear before stepping up to the alter.

Old man- "Brothers and sisters, we are close now despite our setbacks, what you see before you is the key to summoning our ancestors, where they will lead us to our rightful place at the top, instead of cowering in the shadows."

The werejaguars all cheered, the old man held out his hands to quiet them before grinning towards Nevans area. "And don't worry my brethren, even if we fail this is only one of many happening at this very moment."

The werejaguar attendant who the old man whispered to earlier came back from behind Nevan with another dozen berserkers, blocking the escape route.

The old man still grinning said- "Come out my friends no use hiding now, it was impressive how you all managed to make it this far before being noticed, especially how the berserkers on the stairs were taken out without anyone noticing."

Nevan sneered at the old man, not only did he want to revive those losers from the past, but he also thought there was more than one person here, what a loser, thought Nevan mocking the old guy for trying to play it cool.

Nevan pushed his way through the robbed people stepping out in front looking towards the Old guy. "What a joke, are you kidding me with this crap, your spending all this time and effort to revive some dead person who's already failed at life." mocked Nevan. Despite the mocking, he knew it wouldn't do anyone any good haveing those crafty elusive bastards of old revived. He didn't necessarily believe they could do it though, after all the amount of magic you would need is far greater then whats present even with these sacrifices....unless, he stopped in his thinking looking over at all the werejaguars.

Old man frowning at his mocking and said- "You dare mock our ancestors, you know nothing of the power they wield, you would be but an ant in front of them even if it was you alone who did come here and did all that." he gestured towards the ash-covered stairs.

Nevan just started laughing at his realization that he was going to sacrifice his people and they didn't even know it.

the old man was truly irritated now, hearing him laughing- "Enough kill him now and let us begin."

Although Nevan was laughing he was extremely pissed off, while he wasn't sure if the dead could be revived, he hated the fact that someone he killed could come back and annoy him again. That was unacceptable.

Eyes glowing orange as he quickly grew in size and weight as the ground started to crack from the pressure. The mask on his face broke from the pressure leading to it and his robes bursting in flames. This resulted in a cooler reveal when the flames dissipated leaving a massive 8ft tall black werewolf with glowing orange eyes. Nevan then spread his arms out wide as he leaned forward and let a roar. "RAAAAAWR!"