Alphard leapt over his men, bit them, sank his fangs in a few and clawed his way out as fast as possible. But in the sea of Nyxers that were all going out, he could hardly succeed. He roared at his men to obey his command to give him way, but would his men listen? Everyone was in a hurry to leave after the chaos that were the fireballs.
But as soon as he reached the exit of the large crack, a fireball was hurled in that direction and hit the werewolves that were behind him. It got attached to one of them and blasted. Blood curdling shrieks emanated as more bodies exploded. Limbs and fur and hair and flesh fell on him.
