Chapter 177

　　Giovanni's Perspective 　　Silas clenched his teeth, a mix of anger and resignation burning in his eyes. Galen, on the other hand, gripped his weapon tightly, clearly ready to fight to the death. 　　"We're not going down without a fight," Galen's voice was filled with determination, his gaze darting between Vivian and me, searching desperately for a way out. 　　"Then fight," I responded coldly, my voice steady, unflinching. 　　Vivian gave a slight nod, and her warriors charged like tigers descending from a mountain, instantly engaging Silas and Galen in a fierce struggle. Blades slashed through the air with chilling precision, the clash of metal mixed with the roars of wolves, creating a chaotic symphony of battle. 　　I stood at the edge of the battlefield, calmly observing the unfolding chaos. Vivian's warriors fought with ferocity, but Galen and his wolf were formidable opponents. Their counterattacks were vicious, several times nearly forcing the warriors back. The pace of the battle wa