Just when everything seemed to be over, he suddenly felt a rhythmic pressure coming up through the soles of his boots, heavy and deliberate, each impact spaced wide enough apart that whatever was making them wasn't hurrying.
Then the divine current in the air shifted, the ambient electrical charge that had been sitting at a background hum since the ridge suddenly sharpening into something focused and directional.
Then the fence on the northern side of the village came down.
The entire section simply fell outward, posts and crossbeams and all, pushed flat by something that had walked through it without acknowledging it was there.
The alpha came through the gap.
Three meters at the shoulder, maybe more. The pack wolves had been different in the way corrupted things were, the divine energy pushed into them sitting badly, flickering at the edges.
