Chapter 372: Get them out of there first

Elize gritted her teeth, staring at the scene before her. A few feet from where they hid, a fight was going on between a few of her pack and two women clad in black. The former was at a tremendous disadvantage, owing to the fact that the ones they were confronting were no ordinary witches. 

She could see Irina struggling to keep up with their attacks, trying hard to buy the injured wolves some time. The nauseating feel of black magic had enveloped the entire area, reaching the bushes behind which they sat. The pained howls of the wolves reached out to her desperately, their minds reaching to her unconsciously. 

Her blood raged as a booming spell hit a familiar red-streaked wolf. She pushed her hand against the ground, a growl forming in the back of her throat. Suddenly, a pair of pale hands wrapped around her mouth, pinning her to the ground. Elize struggled, glaring at the kelpie. She didn't want to sit back and watch anymore.