Liam was enthralled.
An alpha of the Sirius Empire, albeit on leadership leave, was spacing out on the battlefield casually watching an lethal weapon of destruction dancing across the battlefield, reaping life after life out of the objects of his hatred: the rogues.
'I wonder what the hunters have against the Bane of Cirrus. If every one of them is this strong,' he thought to himself, watching the hunter drive a throwing knife into another rogue's throat before slamming the injured mutt into an approaching rogue.
Despite the woman's smaller size, the rogues crashed into a tree with a thunderous shockwave before she unleashed her wrath on another unsuspecting rogue.
Getting used to the woman's herculean strength was proving to be a daunting task.