Victory?

Kellan dodged again as the aggressive Alpha narrowly missed his jugular, taking advantage of his momentum to shove Cyrus against the crowd of people watching them. Trading wound for wound they'd fought, inflicting injuries but maintaining enough awareness to deny each other the killing blow. Kellan was tiring. His leg grew weaker with each feint left, the aftereffects of the Olitiau's poison hobbling him more and more the longer this fight drew out. Cyrus sensed this and began pushing his advantage, coming in hard and fast, his wolf's massive bulk taking out Kellan's legs as he bowled straight over him, coming to a halt a few feet away. Some of the crowd cheered their Alpha on, but more were silent as Katana's words hit home.

Unable to take anymore, Kellan relinquished control, and Lucas found himself on the ground, bleeding in human form as the alpha wolf towered over him, victory evident in his eyes. Deacon yelled encouragement, having had his gag removed, and Scott and Oli