In the storm of battle, we became one.
Sara moved first—a testing strike with speed that made normal wolf enhancement look pedestrian. She aimed at Darius, a professional assessment of an Alpha's capabilities.
He blocked. Barely. The impact drove him back despite his strength and preparation.
Through the bond, I felt the force, felt his assessment. This wasn't normal combat. This was facing something that shouldn't exist.
Sara smiled. "Impressive reaction time. Most don't block the first strike. Still, not enough against actual enhancement."
She attacked again with a combination of speed and strength beyond natural capability, pushing the boundaries of what wolf physiology should allow.
Darius defended, using our bond amplification. My tactical awareness supplemented his combat instincts. Our partnership created an edge against her impossible speed.
