The air creaked with a stifled crack when Nephtar's final insult resounded around the palace halls consumed by the pyre. Red pennants hung limp from the shattered stone columns, and shattered moonlight flooded in across the splintered roof. The banner of the Greyer Pack waved defiantly above the tower, but the victory was fleeting.

She was attacking the Black Claw Pack again. This time with a larger army than the former. She didn't bother to surround the pack,she came straight up to the ...