JACOB managed to strangle the wolf and harshly jerked the hustler's head with his two hands with elongated claws and the wolf hit the ground lifeless.
Angeline felt that that blast had to have been implanted with dark magic. Bulletproof vehicles did not stand a chance against such an overwhelming invasion of dark power. The air also reeked of dark power as she felt it on the air.
"Go, sweetheart! Leave us here," Jacob ordered his wife, worried about his wife's safety. "I don't feel good about what's happening here."
She screamed and flung herself in front of Jacob when she saw the two streams of magical fire shot aiming at them. The first stream passed through them when Jacob swiftly ducked with his wife and slammed into the group of Storm Riders Pack.
With a magical incantation, the second jet changed its direction back to its origin. The flames
engulfed the tires, the stench of burning rubber filling my nostrils.
