The Great Arena was thrown into a drowning void of chaos like no other.
Screams echoed through the walls of the Great Coliseum, humans ran in all directions trying to get away from the rabid wolves that hunted them down. Panic fueled more panic and in turn tripled the commotion and chaos.
Dormant humans that were bound to shift much later were forcefully thrown into their first shifts. Unlike the situation in Lycaon which had been carefully handled by Alpha Caden, the Great Arena was in a much greater state of disarray.
The overlapping screams of terror seemed to rile the wolves up more.
The werewolf population that was incapable of defending themselves turned out to be great in number as well, quickly fleeing to try and get to the safety of the higher floors. Most of those that had joined the pack warriors for their morning drills even forgot what kind of training they'd been put through…