Chapter 120

Third Person

The initial clash erupted with a cacophony of snarls and growls, marking the collision of opposing forces. Limuel, a seasoned warrior with a strategic mind, moved with calculated precision. His formidable strength and agility were brought to bear as he engaged the rogues in a dance of swift strikes and evasive maneuvers.

The eastern border became a battleground, with the clash of claws and teeth echoing through the trees. The synchronized movements of Limuel's warriors, who fought with unwavering loyalty to their beta, showed the seamless coordination that their rigorous training had instilled.

Amidst the chaos, Limuel's focus remained unwavering. His amber eyes surveyed the battlefield, anticipating the rogues' tactics and directing his warriors with strategic commands. The eastern border, once a boundary of protection, now witnesses the ebb and flow of the skirmish—an intricate dance between two forces vying for dominanc