#Chapter 191 - Prison Break
3rd Person
The rebels struck at dawn.
Thousands of black clad bodies poured from the city’s underground before the sun had even risen, charging forward with homemade weapons and magic wielders at their sides. Some of the outlaws shifted into their animal forms; wolves, bears and big cats nipping at the heels of those running on two feet, but others remained upright, wanting the freedom to carry knives, clubs and batons.
