POV: Phoenix Kade
The alpha rotwolf tosses Captain Lain's corpse aside like spoiled meat. I watch, frozen, as the other wolves descend on his body. They tear him apart, fighting over the pieces.
Just minutes ago he was alive. Breathing. Barking orders.
Now he's nothing but blood and bone scattered across the mud.
My mind can't process it. Can't make sense of how fast a man can become meat.
More rotwolves pour through the broken defensive line. They're everywhere. Fast, vicious, smart. They hunt like they were born knowing how to kill, and maybe they were. The formation's gone. Men are running in every direction, screaming.
"Stop running!" My voice cracks as I shout. "You won't escape! Fight them or we all die!"
We still outnumber them. If we stick together, we have a chance. Running
