POV: Callum Brennan
Location: The Rookeries
Time: Twelve Hours Before
We've got twelve hours. Maybe less. Cormac's coming and we need to be ready.
I gather the crew in the street outside Isla's shelter. Nine fighters plus Isla. Against twenty pack wolves plus Cormac himself.
"Terrain is our advantage," I tell them. "We know these streets. Cormac's wolves don't. We use that. Set up ambush points. Create choke points. Force them to fight where we want, not where they want."
Marcus nods. "There are three approaches to this shelter. Main street, east alley, and west passage. We can block two, force them down one."
"Good. Show me."
We walk the territory. Mapping defensive positions. Identifying where to place fighters. Where to set traps. Where to fall back if overwhelmed.
Tom surveys
