The clash of steel, the ripping of flesh, and the thunderous growls of battle filled the forest air. Blood soaked the soil. Lucian and the warriors fought hard, but the rogues were getting stronger. The dark magic they had taken made them faster, wilder, and harder to stop. They fought with a frenzied madness that gave them unnatural strength.
Garron, the leader of the rogues, was full of dark power. He had already injured several warriors. His eyes burned with madness.
Lucian held the line, but they were starting to lose ground. Lucian’s flank had begun to strain under the pressure.
Then it happened— The ground trembled. The earth shook.
A deep growl rolled across the battlefield, making even the bravest wolves freeze.
Damian had arrived—with his elite warriors beside him. These wer
