I keep growling, making my way to the heart of the battlefield. I know we can do this. There’s a solution. Something more I can do, I can feel it. It’s like a fire in my soul, something burning inside.
“Nora, I can feel the humans!”
“What?”
“I know, it’s crazy, but my aura… My aura reaches the humans of Silver City.”
“Can you talk to them? Tell them, ‘Hey, we could use some help?’”
“I don’t have a human channel and a werewolf channel, Liam! It’s just… I feel connected to them, I just don’t know how to use it.”
It’s true. It’s like a tiny tunnel, something too small for me to send my inner words like I would do with a wolf. It’s different, like another kind of link. They barely have any aura, and it’s nothing like what us werewolves are used to. I feel like my aura is attached differently to the humans, but I can definitely feel them. If only I knew what to do with it.
“I’m almost there!”says Nora.
“Me too!”
“You might want to hurry up, we are… Shit, Damian!”
Liam’s panicked wolf makes me jump and accelerate. Moon Goddess, not the King, not now! I can feel Damian, he just got injured, bad. His flank… Damn, his sharp pain almost wakes mine up, like my own injuries reopened violently.
“Damian!”screams Nora.
“I’m… fine…”
I would never have pictured him saying anything else. Even if he was dying, he wouldn’t show his weakness. I hope Nora and I can get there fast. Nate too. I keep running to them, allof us gathering around Sylviana. She’s the only one I can’t reach through the mind-link, and aside from what Liam and Damian can relay to us, I have no idea how she’s doing. We have yet to be drowned in waves of Nephera’s magic, so I guess it means we are okay…
I desperately try to understand this strange bond to the humans, but I am not in the best situation for experiments. The situation is getting worse every minute now. Nora can’t possibly heal every wolf, and we have already lost a lot.
The only thing is that all the vampires seem to be on the battlefield now, and I don’t see any new waves coming. Did the Vampire Queen’s death have some effect after all? I run into another close fight between two wolves and a handful of vampires to help.
“Selena!”
“You okay, Ben?”
“Yeah, but… Levi…”
I know. I’ve been trying not to think about all the dead. William, Levi, Chris… so many of our friends… I can’t even stop to count them all. I want to cry, but I can’t. We need to focus on the fight to avoid any more tragedy. We can mourn later, with those who survive.
Once I’m sure Ben and his friend are in a better position, I finally take back my position at Damian and Liam’s side. I hadn’t realized how much worse their situation has gotten. The vampires have aggregated around them, trying to overwhelm the brothers with their numbers. Damian seems to be getting rid of them easily like pests, but the King is injured. He has a few bite marks he hasn’t even complained about, and more alarming, one large injury on his flank, the one we felt earlier. It’s bleeding out, and the healing process has slowed down, most likely because of all the vampire venom he’s been infected with. I hope Nora can do something about it as soon as she gets here.
Liam is in better shape, but not unscathed either. He’s got cuts here and there, one leg limping a bit, and his tail is torn in an odd way. He still looks like he’s eager to fight though. The brothers are keeping their position close to Sylviana, taking down any vampire that tries to get to her. Apparently, our witch took the central position in the fight, using her magic to control all of her immediate surroundings. Roots and branches appear in random positions to block most of Nephera’s water attacks, or the nearby vampires.
This fight is so unreal. Elements of nature fighting one another, directed by the two women’s movements. Sylviana’s butterfly is way bigger than usual too, flying around her, though I have no idea what that thing is useful for. I think she’s using it like a second pair of eyes, guiding her with her surroundings, because all this time, her power is acting everywhere while she’s only looking at her sister.
Nephera is almost having fun. She’s smiling like a creep, agitating her arms to throw one wave after another, leaving her younger sister no rest. Somehow, the fight looks more balanced than before. The witches are on the same level, but no attack seems to hit its direct target. Sylviana is being more passive than offensive.
“Damian! Liam!”
Next to me, Nora’s white wolf just appeared, shining on the battlefield with her unique appearance. She immediately runs to help her mate, and I run to help Liam. The position is harder to hold than before. Because the number of wolves has lessened elsewhere, it feels like the vampires are focusing on us now. Damn, if only I could figure out this thing with my aura!
“How long do you think you can hold this for, Sylviana? I’m nowhere near done yet!” yells her sister, hysterical.
Sylviana doesn’t answer. She’s frowning, barely keeping up. Their elements are too different, her roots are struggling to blockthe waves and all the water spikes coming. Unlike Nephera, she has a lot of people to protect at the same time and can’t just focus on her sister. The Water Witch is just acting randomly, hitting as many people as she can. She doesn’t care about hitting the vampires, and those damn things still get up even if she hits them anyway!
I don’t have time to help her, though. I’m focusing on my own fight, back to back with Liam. It’s a fucking mess. Vampires crawling from all angles, and Nora can’t heal anyone anymore while she’s busy fighting. The fight is even more violent than before.
“Nora!”