The group of hundred wolves from Western and Eastern pack moved from the open area towards the direction where August and his army were spotted. The Primordials, however, scattered around even without Liam’s order, as if they had their own plan. They forged in, heading for the war they had been preparing for.

Liam’s eyes skimmed through the pitch-black forest. Though, some of those who are in their human form brought a torch, it was hard to see through the darkness. Even in their ability to see in aphotic places, every direction that was distant enough from their torch was caliginous. That even if they spot someone, it’ll be as...