[THE FREE LANDS]
The battlefield was harsh, to say the least.
The Kawai warriors were armed to the teeth and were not taking hostages.
The demand was clear – move, or be moved – and yet even with that so certain, there were wolves who still thought there would be a chance for them to try and fight back.
They wouldn't win.
They knew it, but maybe they wanted to say they never went down without a fight.
But then with a battalion that was unleashed to clear the free lands no matter what the price was, was it really smart to be challenging the likes of Igor Konstantin, Akila, and even Floki? This was peak madness.
"Enough! Who is in charge?" Gabriel Grealor's voice boomed as he made his way into the center of the chaos.
He knew what he was doing was easily the craziest of things, but if this was how they had to end their alliances, surely there had to be better ways around it all, no? They couldn't be bound by murder all the time when there was still room for talks.
