The night was young as Alpha Damien and his team were ready to returned to the mansion. he had succeed to rescue Nadia but something more dangerous was lurking in the shadows.
Marcus and Luna trailed behind him, their expressions serious. The rest of the warriors stood in groups of two and three, binding wounds and catching their breath.
"We need to leave," Marcus said to them, wiping blood from his forehead. "We've hurt them, but Malcolm's magic is greater than these mountains."
Luna moved to the front. "And we still don't know if he's dead.".
Damien's teeth clenched. Malcolm had disappeared in the chaos, slinking away like a snake into shadows. It made him angry that the man had slipped through his fingers yet again.
"We'll get him," Damien growled. "But first, we take Nadia home.
