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Feel free to power-play Liam a little if we are indeed ending it after this round.





Liam had to give Wilhelme some credit; she was a skilled fighter and wasn't going to be letting go easily – Liam could tell her plans were to bring as many wolves down with her, knowing that death was practically inevitable at this point, given her injuries and the fact that her partner was lying lifelessly on the floor and the white wolf had switched sides. It scared Liam though. The idea that Wilhelme was so powerful... so tough. His shoulder was throbbing and he was beginning to feel a little dizzy and sick to his stomach. He wanted this to end already so that he could go see if his family was okay... If anything had happened to them... God, Liam wouldn't know what to do with himself.


At Robin's shouted words, Liam saw Ayasha pounce and then he saw painfully topple to the ground. Everything went by so fast then, all Liam really knew was that Wilhelme seemed to have suffered her final blow – she was finally falling to the ground... unfortunately that also involved taking Robin down with her. Liam growled threateningly as he pounced onto the dying Wilhelme, adrenaline kicking in and making everything even blurrier as he pushed the wolf away from Robin. Liam ripped at the wolf's throat, a menacing sound escaping his mouth from deep in his own throat.


It was only after about fifty seconds that Liam realized what he was doing. The wolf was clearly dead – or at least she'd died within the first ten seconds Liam had started ripping and tearing.


Slowly the brown wolf backed away, bloodied and sore. He glanced around him at Robin and Ayasha, feeling a little dizzy. He had just killed someone. “You two okay?” he asked in a strained voice as he walked around, checking the two bodies to make sure they were truly dead. “They're... dead. I... Um... Ayasha can you walk? We should go to Chien Hotel and see what's going on...” he said in a half-stutter, clearly shaken by everything that had just happened.


Now that he was finished – that the enemies were dead – he was realizing just what war was all about. Blood, gore and death. He didn't like it at all. It wasn't anything like when he and Robin had killed those imaginary Vampire Pirates. This was real and... Liam had killed someone.



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