"What should we do now?" Chiron stood beside Serefina, who was crouching down next to Hope's body.
The aftermath of the two hours battle, leaving them with only five centaurs and three hunters as the remaining survivors.
That battle wasn't for them to win after all. Not until the white lycan entered the battlefield and raged blindly to whatever was infront of him. The beast didn't care for the world, whether it was a friend or foe, everything within his reach would be destroyed brutally.
Thanks to the strong Alpha blood in him, an ordinary spell or some kind of magic didn't really have any effect on him.
For the centaurs and the hunters who had no more hope to come out from the battle alive, of course, they could sigh in relief when they watched how the angry beast was running rampant among the vampires and the witches.
