“Recall your wolves, don,” the man doesn’t ask, orders.

"No," the beast replies stubbornly, moving up to attack the enemy again. In the eyes of Kitan, fire dances frantically, which will only be extinguished by the death of the enemy or death that has taken away the strength of himself. This fight is furious and heavy, and it seems that there is no end to it. And even if the north refuses me, a trophy obtained among the northern ice, it will not be able to calm the riot of flame that settled in the bottom of the Eisbane wolves. But the fury of my wolf is blinding, and a...