If we let this chance slip and didn’t defeat her, she’d grow even stronger by absorbing more witches’ power.


    Then, the Thorn Edge Pack would face even darker times.


    Countless werewolves could lose their homes and lives.


    We were determined to prevent that future, even if it meant risking our own lives today to end Gale’s menace.


    I looked at Gale and asked Damien, “Are you scared?”


    Without hesitation, Damien replied, “No, I’m not scared at all! Avenging Debra and securing our pack’s future is the greatest honor I could have!”Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    His answer brought me a sense offort.


    At that intense moment, memories of the good times with Debra and lessons from my father flooded back, strengthening my resolve.


    “Charge!” A burst of energy propelled me forward.


    Fearless of death, Iunched another attack on Gale.


    At that moment, Gale continued to drain the power of other witches.


    The witches were raised into the air and then dropped, forming a gruesome pile of bodies.


    The sky darkened, and the crows’ cries grew louder.


    Standing atop the mound of dead, Gale looked more like a demon than ever.


    Upon noticing my approach, she looked up.


    Having regained strength, she saw me as nothing more than a nuisance.


    “So eager to meet your end? I’ll grant you that wish.


    ”


    Her voicecked any hint of feeling.


    It seemed as though her numerous killings had drained all emotion from her tone.


    Only a mocking smirk yed at the corners of her mouth.


    mes ignited, casting a fiery glow like a phoenix dancing aga


    inst the night sky.


    Abruptly, the harsh caws of crows filled the air.


    At that moment, a wave of intense heat washed over me.


    A massive fireball, charged with Gale’s full might and muchrger than the one that had ensnared Debra, hurtled towards us.


    If that fireball struck…


    My gaze fell on the fallen soldiers behind me, and a wave of dread washed over me.


    They had no chance to flee.


    At that moment, Debra’s ordeal became clear to me.


    Gale was cornering me into making a choice.


    If I stepped aside, the fireball would obliterate the Thorn Edge Pack’s werewolves.


    If I stayed, I’d share Debra’s fate, consumed by mes, reduced to ash.


    My fists tightened.