Drusus POV

The sound of the swords clashing was ringing in my ears as I moved through the nearing dense thickets of the reinforcements forces. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, I felt it coursing through my body. Clenching the hilt of the sword in my hand I use it to attack soldiers from the Southern pack mercilessly. Most of them were no match to me.

The smell of smoke and sweat filled the air, and as I breathed them in I am reminded of the game we are in.

To kill or to be killed.

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