*Starblood pack — Eastern battlefield*
The second wave had begun.
The undead wolves returned, this time with larger beasts among them. Creatures with horns. Others fused with bone armor.
Some had two heads. One dragged a chain of skulls behind it as it moved, its breath clouding like winter.
But the pack was ready.
Crystal led from the front, eyes glowing and her magic rippling.
She carved paths of flame, her power no longer flickering but steady and rooted.
She didn’t hesitate while moving. A blur of silver and flame. Each time her palms rose, fire came out to the air in arcs. Not wild, but precise, controlled.
Beside her, Ryder fought like the storm itself.
His claws slashed through one undead wolf after another, black blood staining the soil. His growls became commands. His f
