Chapter 820: The Call of the Beasts
Victoria was protected from all sides by the warriors.
They formed a tight ring around her, their bodies positioned to shield her from any attack. Their swords were drawn, their eyes scanning the chaos around them.
They would protect her with their lives.
Yet, strangely enough, aside from a few arrows, nothing else had happened where she stood.
No enemies approached her.
No wolves lunged from beneath the snow.
No blades came for her throat.
Nothing.
Victoria narrowed her eyes as she studied the battlefield.
Perhaps they were afraid.
Perhaps the enemies had finally realized that they could not defeat the Enclave.
Perhaps the Nightshade Pack had finally understood the futility of their resistance.
The thought brought the faintest smile to her lips.
They had fought well.
She would give them that.
But fighting well did not mean winning.
The Enclave still had numbers.
They still had resources.
