There was just something about the werewolves that Alex couldn't place his finger on, they were different that much he understood, but they were also primal, there was a certain aura of wildness from them that shook him to his core, and even more so for the fact that they were gathered in a crowd like this. It was as if each individual werewolf gathered let of an aura that combined into one ferocious entity, and this was them in a passive state, Alex couldn't begin to imagine just how dangerous this particular aura would be on a battlefield.