THIRD PERSON POV
Several werewolves jumped forward at him but fell back within seconds followed by waves of dark energy that weakened their limbs. He was too powerful and none of them had even the slightest chance against him. They were already divided and weak. There was no Alpha to lead or organize them and without that, they were nothing.
Seeing what had happened to the wolves who had dared to attack him, the others recoiled in fear. There was no hope. He had won.
Turning back to me, he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her heading towards the tower that stood at the end of the territory for years. Morgana opened her eyes and looked back at the crowd. She saw Levi getting up slowly but he was in pain. She met his worried eyes if only for the last time but she didn't want to see him
