The Butcher of Gadobhra Chapter 532: Wolves at the Gates

Winter Beastmasters were confident creatures of great willpower. They had to be. The nature of their link was one of dominance. If they faltered, their beasts could turn on them and bring a fatal end to their partnership. Fatigue and stress were the two great threats to their dominance, and for the two dozen Beastmasters trying to control the packs assaulting Sedgewick, they were at their breaking point. Only by letting the beasts run wild and feed, often on each other, were they able to keep going. No one was in charge now; the older Beastmasters had tried to take on too many beasts and were now gibbering in corners of their lairs. Others had simply winked out as sothing ended their lives. So, it was a profound sense of relief to hear the harsh, powerful voice in their minds, demanding their submission. It roared into their minds, taking control of each of them, and wove them into a pattern along with their packs. So struggled against the indomitable will of this Elder Beastmaster. It was a short fight as each dropped to their knees, screaming.