William stood frozen, watching the chaos unfold. His [Desperate Situation] instinct flared to life, and his [Super Sense] screamed for him to flee. His wolf instincts told him this was no place for him to interfere. The fight was beyond comprehension, let alone intervention.
All William could do was listen to the deafening roars and track the battle by following the shockwaves tearing through the wilderness.
Mott's strikes were calculated, each aimed at vital points. His goal was clear: to reclaim Sophia. But Iris fought back with equal determination, refusing to let him succeed.
She knew what was at stake. If Sophia fell into Mott's hands, her fragile, newborn soul would be consumed by the violent clash of the witch and werewolf powers within her. Her very existence would be obliterated.
Iris drew strength from an unknown source buried within the Black Forest, slowing Mott's advances and keeping him at bay.