He could only trust that there was a reason Levi had led them here before passing out. Though he didn't know what Levi's plan was or why this place mattered, he refused to let any more of his comrades die before his eyes. He wasn't about to let one of his brothers throw himself into the fire just yet.
"What's your purpose in attacking our pack?" the captain demanded suddenly. He knew there was little chance Greg or his men would bother to answer, but he asked anyway, if only to buy a few more precious seconds, hoping their reinforcements would arrive in time.
Greg tilted his head to the side, a slow grin spreading across his face as understanding dawned. "So, you think that just because you're dying, I'd feel sorry for you and answer your question? That I'd hand you the truth since the dead tell no tales?"
