The clash was brief and horrific.
Its brevity was by design, as Vael had engineered the entire engagement to conclude rapidly. An extended conflict would have played right into Selene’s hands, granting her the necessary minutes to construct a massive binding, alter the captive wolves into far more grotesque abominations, or allow her subordinate witches the opportunity to summon whatever dark magic they could muster. Vael had constructed the snare precisely to deny them that window of time. Pitting forty Lycans against a mere fourteen adversaries within the confines of a barricaded enclosure guaranteed the outcome would be determined in a matter of minutes rather than dragging on for hours.
The captive wolves perished before the others.
They possessed immense power, as bound wolves inva
