---- The frenzied attacks mmed into the ice shield controlled by the winter prince. Around him, massive, fierce wolves battled a wave of rabid beasts. The leader of the Swamp Pack roared to guide his warriors, but no matter how strong and wild they were, they couldn''t stop all those creatures. "Ignacio, that''s enough! What the hell is wrong with you?! Are you out of your mind?!" Aidan shouted.
Circles of frosted runes spun like gears around him, activating his defense, creating deadly ice spikes that erupted from the ground like lethal weapons. Theyer of snow began to spread through the forest, freezing everything in its path. "Rooaarrrr" The Alpha Drakmor was trapped in the tragedy of the past, unable to think clearly. He charged at Aidan-despite the pact made at birth ---- that should''ve prevented him from killing the prince, even that had been forgotten.
Aidan braced for the sh of wills. He didn''t want to hurt him, but he couldn''t just keep defending himself. Icicle spears hovered high above Ignacio''s head, but before they could drop, golden shes lit up his animal eyes, making him growl in frustration. "Nyx, watch out!" Aidan yelled when he saw her flying over the battlefield. "I''ll give you an opening to imprison him!" she shouted back, pping her powerful ck mist wings and sending gusts of wind through the air.
Nyx raised her hands to the moon above her head, which suddenly glowed with blinding light. She closed her eyes and when they opened, an intense ethereal blue danced in her gaze. Dark, bulging veins spread across her pale face like ace pattern, trailing down her neck, arms, and hands, glowing in gold and silver. ---- Her mouth opened to chant powerful incantations. ck mist slithered from the shadowed forest, weaving through the legs of beasts and wolves, sending chills through them.
The once-still waters began to tremble and stir, as if shadows were rising from the depths of the swamp. Suddenly, the battle froze and the air turned dangerous, heavy... selenic. Aidan stared at her, mesmerized. She had be something extraordinary-and at the same time, hauntingly beautiful. "Sel''varya lumeth... naevorin uthrael... KORAI''RHA! ELYNTHA MIR VORA''LUNAE!" Nyx roared with a guttural voice, baring massive fangs and crying out to the heavens.
Her sharp, hardened ws called to the Goddess above, summoning a storm of chaos that surged around her, ---- spinning like a whirlwind that engulfed her at the center. Wings pped, and raven cries echoed from within. The red eyes of the Drakmor watched as a flock of golden ravens dove from the dark cloud above them. Beaks and ws, as hard as steel, carried the electrifying power of the Selenia. They pierced through the scales, shattering armor with each strike.
The werewolves leaped away from the sts. The attack wasn''t meant for them, but the power still terrified them. "AIDAN, NOW!" her mate''s call pierced his mind.