* Arriane *
The next thing I remember we were already celebrating. It began even before the blood on the arena snow had fully frozen. The wolves in the Capital had always loved violence, but today they had witnessed something else.
They had watched a monster wolf fall. And another stronger Alpha rises.
Every tent is overflowed with warriors. Torches burned bright, while barrels of ale were rolled outside and into the tables. Warrior wolves laughed, shouted, sang old battle songs, and slammed their mugs together hard enough to crack the wood.
Gaspar was responsible for most of the noise in our group.
"I told all of you!" he bellowed from atop a table. "I told you Alpha Daemon would tear that bastard apart!"
A chorus of drunken warriors cheered and answered him. Conan sat nearby, drink
