"What the hell, Lucian?" Travis exclaimed while his eyes widened with surprise. He had seen nothing like this before. It was straight from the storybooks he had read.
Lucian ignored Travis along with every other bewildered eye. It surprised him too, but it was like the dagger had established a weird connection with him somehow. He could feel it and its powers. As if he knew what he was doing, Lucian marched towards the northern side of the city. It baffled him that he was following something that might not be his instinct altogether. While hundreds of wolves fleeted to the south, Lucian kept marching through the crowd towards the invaders.
Lucian stopped when he finally reached the borders of the last unclaimed pack of the northern sides. He tried to gain some composure. The air not far
