Marcius was taken out of his musing as he heard the familiar sound of his contracted demonic beast returning to the camp. The thumps of the Alpha Lycanis's paw beating against the ground were easy to recognize, even if he was feeling the connection to the beast getting closer again.
Marcius got up from his position where he lay on the ground, using the wooden log as a pillow. It was just in time for the heir of the Aemilia clan to see the form of the wolf familiar coming into view. From behind the trees of the forest, Cloud emerged as a victorious conqueror. From the link of their bond, Marcius could feel the satisfaction coming off from the wolf in waves.
