A resistant foe

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

The battle escalated around us, the clash of steel and the roars of determination mixing with the dark magic of the Black Faes. I could feel the pulse of my pack at my side, their energy intertwining with mine as we fought valiantly against the encroaching darkness.

With each swing of my sword, I could see the faces of my warriors, their expressions fierce and unwavering. They fought not just for themselves but for each other, for our families, and for the future we were determined to protect.

“Push forward!” I shouted, rallying my pack as we pressed against the tide of the Black Faes. “We will not be driven back!”

As we fought, I caught sight of Jason, his powerful form moving through the chaos with precision and grace. He was a force of nature, his sword dancing through the air as he took down enemy after enemy. I felt a swell of pride; he was my partner in every sense, and together we were an unstoppable force.