The females did not slow, not even for a second.
They crashed into even more lesser demons like a living wall, their claws and blades flashing as their bodies collided with brutal precision.
The only look in their eyes was determination, hope and a sense of renewal and courage, sharpened by years of being told they were lesser, and finally being told that night on stage, by Theo, that they could carve a different path for themselves.
The first demon barely had time to turn before Ava tore its throat out. She had finally reached into her wolf and tapped into powers, allowing her to become stronger and faster.
Blood sprayed across the dirt as she landed hard and kept moving, her brown wolf ripping forward through the chaos.
Behind her, the students of the Luna Academy fought like they had been waiting for this moment all their lives.
They fought dirty.
They fought smart, but most importantly they fought together.
