Mian and Dion stared at the distant hills with wariness. The pieces of the puzzle slowly came together to form a coherent image in their minds. The reason why the defenses of the human city was so poor was because they were waging war against their pack. A weight settled on their minds when they came to this conclusion.
"We need to turn back!" Someone called from behind.
"No! I am not turning my back on my pack! You can turn around if you want to, but I am pushing on ahead!" Dion snapped as he turned to glare at the dog-like demi-human.
"Flipping mad man! Don't you see what is going on in front of you?! If you go in there, chances are, you will never come out!" Another demi-human snapped at Dion.
