Nexus was aware of his kin's suffering, they were his blood so they were connected through the link of the pack, but their exact location remained vague. This was undoubtedly the result of some form of lowly human sorcery. However as he left the his chambers, he was shook by the collective howl of his beloved kin. His eyes widened in surprise at the knowledge of their safety and their location, but even this peace of mind could not quell the animosity and vehemence that burned at his very core and trembled his very foundation. He paused in his advance, his entire body shaking with ferocity, hunching forward as the wrath within him took physical form. An even more intense growl reverberated throughout his form, a precursor to what was to come. In the next moment he threw his head back and released a terrifying and purely feral roar that shook the foundation of his own chambers and resonated within each and every Lycan that remained. It was a small release of the fury that seethed within him, a sign that he felt their pain and sorrow and sought to stop it, answer to their pleas for deliverance. It was howl that signaled to his beloved pack that Father was coming nothing would forestall it. Not the feeble might of insignificant mongrels of mankind, not their fragile weapons crafted in iron nor their pitiful magic. Not even if the shroud of death sought to rest upon him and claim his life, would he fail in his drive to liberate them. Nexus relished in his howl, which was long and thunderous. It joined in the harmony of every Lycans rancorous shout. As he subsided he spat in a purely animalistic tone, one that came from his true self.
"TO ARMS BRETHREN!! WE HAVE FOUND THE FILTHY HUMAN"S KEEP AND WE WILL MAKE HASTE TO RECLAIM OUR CAPTURED KIN! DO YOU HEAR THEIR CALL?! DO YOU FEEL THEIR SUFFERING?! WE SHALL DESCEND UPON THE HUMAN FILTH AND THOSE HOWLS OF SUFFERING WILL SOON BE REPLACED WITH THE SHRILL CRIES OF ANGUISH AND DESPAIR OF THE HUMANS! THEY WILL BEG FOR A MERCY THEY HAVE LONG SINCE BECOME UNWORTHY OF AND THEY SHALL FALL BEFORE THE MIGHT OF OUR FANGS! ONWARD TO THE HUMAN KEEP!" Nexus finished his speech, his fangs still bared, his hair standing on end and his eyes burning with wrath.
Every battle ready Lycan paid heed to him and prepared themselves for the battle to come. Nexus marched from the Lycan Stronghold towards the fortress, but he was soon overtaken by flood of transformed Lycans that rushed past him. Their claws ripping through the earth as the stampeded towards their goal just beyond the forest. Many of their family, children and lovers were locked in that keep and they were just as resolute in ensuring their freedom. Nexus kept his pace, his eyes sharpened with determination. "The time draws near... I swore to you that I would protect you always but in that I have failed you. But now my existence is held true by another promise. These humans will repent for what they have done to you and that I will hold true. Vengeance shall be had! I do this for you....Mother." Today would indeed be the day that war would descend upon mankind.