Draco left the pack house and saw the Blood Moon shining through the realm. He was suddenly nervous since he was concerned about Rosina's well-being.
"Something is happening in this realm," Draco muttered and looked at his men, preparing themselves for battle.
"Draco," Bertrando called out. He went beside Draco and gazed at the Moon. "Will we continue our plan?" he asked in concern.
"Yes, we will. The Blood Moon will strengthen our forces," Draco replied and headed out to where his troops were waiting for him.
Their bodies started to change. Their muscles became bulkier than usual, making their physical strength enormous.
"We shall go to the Sabrecrown right now!" Draco exclaimed in a firm voice to show his dominance. Everyone nodded their head in agreement.
"To Victory!!!" Draco screamed and was followed by his men.
They ran to the Sabrecrown pack through the forest and avoided the other packs on their way.
