The valley shook as my Silver Fenrir form charged straight into the synthetic horde, ancient power exploding through every muscle like I'd been born for this exact slaughter.
"Damien, Ezra, Kai. Stay down. I feel you through the bond. Tell me you're still breathing." My thoughts roared across the connection, words sharp and fast even as my massive jaws crushed the first three synthetics in one snap. Their fake healing tried to knit but my silver light burned it away.
Damien's voice hit my mind weak but clear. "Breathing. Barely. Avery, you're enormous. That roar. It knocked half of them back. How does it feel?"
"Like thunder in my veins," I shot back, spinning to rake claws through a dozen more. Blood and metal bits flew. "Your calm is anchoring me. Ezra, talk. Your wounds. I need to
