Damon, Vlad, and Mikhail arrived at the pack grounds, their faces etched with determination and concern. The sight before them was heart-wrenching: homes reduced to rubble, the remains of burned structures scattered around, and the groans of the wounded interspersed with the frantic cries of those still fighting.
Without hesitation, the three Alphas joined the pack warriors already engaged in battle. The Rogues, seeing the sheer power and coordination of the combined forces of the three Alphas, they began to falter. Their numbers dwindled rapidly under the relentless assault of the pack's defenders. But desperation turned the tide; the Rogues, now cornered, resorted to throwing explosives into the pack's homes.
The air was soon filled with the sharp staccato of detonations. The exp
