January 10, 2001
***Sofia***
The sound of an loud explosion jolts me awake, Mateo wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to his chest. We wait in silence for a moment, unsure if what we heard was actually an explosion or something else. A second explosion goes off in the distance, making it clear Sol de Oro was under attack. Mateo scrambles out of bed and rushes to the window to see if he could make out the attack. In the dead of night, the smoke blends in with the dark skies but the smell of sulfur is unmistakable.
Mind-links from the border soldiers come rushing in.
"Your Majesties, we don't see any wolves but we can smell them. Maybe 20 by the northern borders. Permission to engage?" a soldier inquires.
Mateo is first to respond. "Permission granted. Alert the rest o
