Chapter 16

• I felt something. Yes, I felt a dark energy, I felt it before I saw it. The hair on my body stood at attention as the magic made its way over the battlefield, and I knew at that point that the battle might not end on a good note if care was not taken.
• “Morgath, yes, that's Morgath” I whispered, as my heart rate increased.
• I could see the disaster it had started causing already, as panic arose all over the warriors of the Silver Moon Pack. Dark magic is known to be very caring; the sorcerer, Morgath, doesn't play with his magic. He was exiled because of that, and he's still not ready to take pathways with it, even to the point of endangering lives of the whole bewolf race.