Third person’s pov
The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow on the ancient battlefield where the war between wolves and Olympians had raged for centuries. Cassian, his senses heightened by the impending confrontation, stood alone in the clearing, the weight of his destiny pressing down upon him.
“Uchias, you can leave. I don't want you to die in this battle!” Cassian started with an authority in his tone.
“No! I won’t leave you alone. This monster has killed Alarous and I want to make him pay for everything he did to our kingdom. You cannot order me to leave the battle.” Uchias retaliated.
Cassian understood the rage surging in Uchias’ mind but he did not want him to get injured further in this battle. “I completely understand your emotions at this moment, but there
