The sound of engines suddenly filled the ruined street.
One after another black vehicles pulled into the destroyed neighborhood at high speed, headlights cutting through the dust and smoke still hanging in the air. Tires screeched against broken concrete as the convoy came to an abrupt stop near the mansion.
Doors flew open instantly.
Irina stepped out first.
The moment her boots touched the ground her sharp eyes swept across the battlefield and for the first time since arriving, genuine shock crossed her face.
Bodies.
Everywhere.
The streets were covered with them.
Broken limbs.
Torn flesh.
Blood painted across the concrete and walls.
Some corpses had been ripped apart so brutally they barely even looked human anymore. Burn marks covered entire sections of the street from Lana's flames while collapsed buildings surrounded the area like the aftermath of war.
Even the wolves arriving behind Irina slowed down slightly after seeing the destruction.
