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The Hellborn Kings—our men—riding like death on wheels. Rafe’s eyes went wide. “No…” I raised my gun, my voice cutting like fire through the chaos. “Your move, Rafe.” Engines roared like thunder, drowning out everything else. The clearing lit up with the harsh glare of headlights, shadows slicing across the dirt. Men scattered, some shouting, some raising rifles. The Hellborn Kings tore in, a storm of leather and steel, dust rising behind them like smoke from hell’s gates. Blade’s grin widened. “Told you—wolves.”

They could clearly hear the pleadings of the armies to end their sufferings. Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Rieska leaned her back to him. And together, they simultaneously unleashed their powerful magic. The entire army never stood a chance to fight back. Those who were hit by his black fire disintegrated to smoke, and those who have reached the blast from Rieska’s crimson lightning were chopped and blazed. There was a total bloodbath…

I raised my sword high, rallying my Gammas. “For Crimsonclaw! For the pack!” With a roar, we charged. The wind screamed in my ears, the ground rushing beneath me as we closed the distance between us and the Overlord’s forces. Steel met steel, the clash of swords echoing across the field as our armies collided in a storm of blood and fury.

Astrid tried to make her violin sound and echo to match the beat of the sorcerers. “Radcliff, The Firebreath!” “We come with full of pride…” Astrid sang. “Beware of the red death!” “We fight and no one dead…” “Power, Fire, Winner, Sorcerer!” “Brother, Partner, Fighter, Commander!” “Let’s fight with our last breath!” “Be bright with our high pride!”

Damian himself would be at the rear, commanding the final and strongest wave. Before they left, he climbed the raised platform again and gave one last rallying speech. His words were short, powerful, and unforgettable. “Tonight, we show the world that this pack cannot be broken. Not by magic, not by fear, not by the devil herself.” The war trumpet blasted again—deep, sharp, and terrifying. The sound echoed like thunder, shaking trees and stirring hearts. As the army marched out of the gates, the entire pack—women, elders, even children—lined the paths and began singing ancient war songs. Their voices rose high, haunting yet strong, carrying courage across the night.

And from the floor, with blood pooling around my knees and hate burning in my chest, I began to hum that lullaby again. But this time, it wasn’t for comfort. It was a signal. A war song. A curse. Because they tried to destroy me. Tried to bury me. Tried to claim me. But they forgot one thing….. I’m the fucking match. And I’ll burn the whole world if I have to. “Even hell would spit me out.”

Chase asks, sitting up straighter. I tilt my head, straining my ears. I can hear the beat, the rough drumming that sounds like it's straight out of a horror film. The singer starts, his gravelly, smoke-filled voice further aggravating the spidery feeling on my arms, but I can't hear the lyrics over the roaring crowd. I shake my head. "Hell Broke Luce." I frown. "Tom Waits? They play it all the time in the barracks. Most metal non-metal song you'll ever hear."

O, The Bizura Princess from the Death Your beginning has damaged the order Your birth is Darkness Your roots are so terrible The attacker will turn black The Listener is quiet The traitor does not sink And the light turns darkening O, Descendant of the Hatred, Grappling of Death I sang reluctantly Have time to remember a slogan "Revenge must be avenged" Venus gurgled, did not really understand the meaning of the lyrics. Then, without warning, the Kenya's Song squealed again, without pause. Venus growled again. Her eyes are dizzy. A million wasps were buzzing in her ears. Crash! Fragments of glass that sparkled scattered and some injured Venus's body. The girl opened her eyes slightly. She va

And with that, River raises his fist and screams, “FOR THE PACK!” A battle cry erupts from my lips, igniting the warriors behind me into a frenzy of motion as we charge forward, a wave of fury and determination crashing against the enemy line. The forest around us seems to roar in approval, and I know in my heart that we will not fight alone. Together, we are unstoppable. Together, we will prevail.

West said with a sad smile. Back then, her life was surely tough. 🎵🎵And another one bites the dust Oh, why can I not conquer love? And I might've thought that we were one Wanted to fight this war without weapons And I wanted it, and I wanted it bad But there were so many red flags. 🎵🎵 West kept humming as she listened to the song as it filled the car, she rolled down the window and the cold evening air rushed into the car.