Damien’s povThe air was thick with the scent of blood and smoke.The final showdown was upon us.I stood at the front lines, my warriors at my back. From the ridge, I could see Marcus's rogues spilling from the tree line, their eyes glinting red in the dawn light, their snarls carrying on the wind. At their center: Marcus, wild-eyed, and beside him, Luca, his mouth twisted in a savage grin.I drew in a deep breath, my wolf thrumming under my skin, ready.“This is our land!” I bellowed. “Today, we end this! For Axelland!”My warriors roared in response, the sound shaking the ground beneath our feet.And then it began.The rogues charged, and so did we.The clash was thunderous. Claws met claws, teeth tore into flesh. The air was filled with the sounds of growls, yelps, and the sickening crack of bone. I shifted mid-stride, my wolf form bursting forth. My paws pounded the earth as I launched myself at the first rogue in my path, tearing into him without hesitation.The battlefield was
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