Finn came to a stop beside her. His face was white as a sheet as he looked at the sight in front of him. "What the hell? Just what the fuck happened here?" His voice was filled with disgust, horror and something more that Tracy couldn't quite catch or maybe because she didn't want to catch it. For it sounded more or less like guilt. The guilt that she was feeling at that moment. The men behind were furious after seeing the bloodbath. These shifters might not be their pack members but they were still related to their kin in one way or some other.
The scent of the blood was getting stronger, even stronger than the foul smell of the magic that was still lingering in the labyrinth.
