Chapter 190 Victory Ii

• In the midst of the confusion, Cyrus and Agnes seized the opportunity. With swift, precise movements, they disarmed the soldiers holding them. The clang of metal rang out as they turned the soldiers’ weapons against them, swiftly ending their lives. The ferocity of their actions was a testament to their desperation and resolve. Blood spattered across the dirt, mingling with the morning dew, creating a stark contrast that highlighted the brutality of the moment. The adrenaline coursed through their veins, their senses heightened as they moved with lethal efficiency, driven by the need to survive and protect their loved ones.
• Panic spread among the remaining South pack soldiers. Their ranks, once confident and disciplined, were now fractured under the onslaught. Their eyes darted wildly, searching for an escape from the chaos that had engulfed them. Audrey and Castilla, realizing their plan had crumbled, attempted to flee. Their frantic steps were cut short by a group of Northern soldiers who intercepted them. The soldiers' eyes burned with the need for retribution, their movements precise and unyielding. Struggling and screaming, Audrey and Castilla were captured and secured as prisoners of war. Their once haughty demeanor was replaced with fear and desperation, their elegant clothing torn and muddied in the struggle.
• The atmosphere shifted from chaos to a tense calm. The sounds of battle subsided, replaced by the groans of the wounded and the whispers of the survivors. Soldiers moved quickly to restrain the captured women, binding their hands tightly with rough cords that bit into their skin. Agnes, breathing heavily from the exertion, scanned the area until her eyes landed on her siblings. The sight of Gerard and Gertrude, unharmed amidst the destruction, filled her with a profound sense of relief. She rushed to them, wrapping them in a tight embrace. Gerard and Gertrude clung to her, relief washing over their faces. The warmth of her embrace was a stark contrast to the cold fear that had gripped them moments before. Tears streamed down their cheeks, mingling with the dirt and sweat that smeared their faces.