The fight was ferocious, with growls and snarls everywhere.
Talia stood in the middle of it with her expression devoid of emotions, and the only thing preventing her from dissolving into panic was that she needed to keep going for Damon and others who were fighting by her side.
Talia fried and cut three more rogues, and then things turned silent.
Seeing that they ran out of opponents, Damon quickly got by Talia's side and put his hand on her shoulder. That point of contact was her anchor, keeping her from falling apart. She would lean into him for support, but he was naked, and they had an audience.
"Casualties!?" Damon shouted.
"No one died from our side," Keith said. "And I believe we got them all."
"My leg is bleeding," one shaky voice came from the back, and Talia moved that way.
"We can take him to the pack hospital," Damon said while tightening his hold on Talia and preventing her from going there.
