AZRAEL
The second horn is blown, and the other door opens, releasing her opponents—also fighting for their lives—the three survivors from my little game with that malnourished girl.
After she had rushed out, I lost the taste for killing them, so I decided to give them a chance and make the next vetting ceremony more interesting.
They could be pardoned if they make today's battle exciting… and win, of course.
Now three men, soldiers from their own packs, surround one girl with no fighting skill, aiming to tear her apart just to earn their freedom, despite the fact that four of them initially had the same cause: ridding the world of me.
And I'm the selfish one?
The third horn is blown, and the brawl begins.
They pounce without hesitation, morphing into their wolves to make it all the more brutally entertaining, hoping to save their necks.
