[Third Person].
The capital streets were no longer orderly.
A carriage lay overturned near the market square. Smoke curled from shattered lanterns. The powerless wolves fled in scattered groups as palace warriors tried to form defensive lines.
Just then, a vampire lunged toward a mother shielding her child and was intercepted mid-air.
A wolf slammed into him with brutal force, sending both crashing into stone.
Wanda didn't hesitate. She fought cleanly and precisely. Her title of being one of Stormveil's female finest warriors wasn't earned through underhanded means.
Wanda's jaws closed around the vampire's throat before he could recover and snapped his neck. Then, she released him without ceremony and pivoted instantly as another rushed from the side.
At the same time, Levi shifted beside her. Together, they moved as if they had trained for this since childhood, covering blind spots and anticipating movements.
