The town of Shadow fang had become a living horror. Fires raged uncontrolled, sending flickering shadows across the once quiet streets.
When Cormac let loose his horrible monsters, they walked freely and tore through houses and pack members with unimaginable violence.
The very spirit of darkness seemed to fuel their hideous bodies, which were part wolf and part terror.
The cries of the hurt and the battle roars of the brave but clearly outnumbered fighters could be heard in every part of the town.
Even though they were hurt and beaten, Elara and Declan kept fighting with an almost inhuman resolve.
They were aware that giving up now would mean losing a lot.
They had to find a way to stop the rifts, to close the doors that Cormac had torn open, or everything they had ever known would be lost to the approaching darkness.
