Chapter 644: When the Ground Lied
The alpha was half again the size of the others. Instead of charging, it came forward at a trot, angling as it read the shape of their formation. The mineral along its back was not scattered like the deposits on the lesser wolves. It formed a solid, glowing ridge from skull to hip.
Vyra dropped a wall of flame across its approach and it went through, and the flame did not slow it.
"Formation," Seraphine said. "Ira, hold it. Vyra, cut the rest off it. I'll take the flank."
It nearly worked.
Ira met the alpha's charge and stopped it, which cost her both heels dug ten inches into wet stone. Vyra sealed the remaining four wolves away behind a curtain they would not cross. Seraphine came in from the alpha's blind side with the sword already moving.
And then the distance broke.
