The corrupted wolves lunged at them with terrifying speed, their claws raking the ground as they closed in. Nyra was the first to strike, her body a blur of red and gold as she collided with the nearest corrupted wolf, sinking her teeth into its throat. The beast howled in pain, but Nyra's grip was unyielding. She twisted, breaking its neck with a swift motion, and it fell lifeless to the ground.
Raghav drew his dagger, his body instinctively moving to protect Nyra. The first corrupted wolf that came at him was fast, too fast. It slashed at him with its claws, and Raghav barely managed to duck in time, the creature's claws grazing his shoulder.
"Focus, Raghav!" Aarav's voice shouted over the chaos. "You must command them!"
Raghav's mind raced. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, feeling the connection to Nyra and the pack. The power of the Tamer surged within him, a wave of energy that connected him to every wolf in the Silverfang Pack.
He reached out with his mind, calling to the pack. "Attack! Protect the queen!"
The wolves responded instantly. With a roar, they charged forward, their movements synchronized in a deadly dance. Raghav's hand tightened around his dagger, and he moved with them, his senses heightened.
One of the corrupted wolves lunged at him, its jaws snapping. Raghav sidestepped just in time, plunging his dagger into the creature's side. The wolf howled in pain and collapsed, but Raghav didn't have time to breathe. Another was already coming at him.
"Stay strong!" Nyra's voice echoed in his mind, a command that filled him with purpose. She was with him. She was always with him.
Together, they fought. The pack and their Tamer, united in purpose. The corrupted wolves fell one by one, but the darkness seemed endless, a tidal wave of malevolence that pushed them to their limits.