Bloodfangs pour in through the broken gate like water through a burst dam. The whole enemy force converges on the breach. My Springstorms’ human forms quickly fall as the Bloodfangs assault them with tooth and claw. The Bloodfangs pin them and tear them apart. Their blood stains the ground near the gate, and its scent seems to invigorate our enemies.

My people are dying. They’re dying in the battle that I led them into.

“This ‘Alpha’ of theirs is nothing ...