Amidst the screaming and begging of wolves, Balkan sits on his makeshift throne made out of corpses, the wolves he killed of Clan RedBite. He sits there with a bored expression on his face as his minions destroy the clan bit by bit. He is flanked by his closest confidants and his mate Jezebel. At the side of his feet the severed head of the Alpha lies which he kicks in annoyance. They call themselves Werewolves! Weak...so damn weak! His Beta in command drags a bloodied she-wolf and ...