Chapter Eighteen

The first blood drawn was from my back. The rogue dig it's filthy claws in my cloth and slashed them across my skin while I was distracted fending of the rest. I stiffened a scream as it's claws tore open my skin, I turned around swiftly, digged into its chest and ripped out it's heart. They only kept on increasing the more I kill.

I lost contact with my wolf and start to loose my energy gradually which is really strange, my wounds are refusing to heal. By the time I killed the fifteenth wolf I could barely maintain my stance. I fell to the floor on one knee, barely holding up with dizziness setting in fast from blood loss while the rest of the wolfs took the opportunity and launched another attack to finish me off completely. A surprising blinding light shine through the forest and the atmosphere suddenly become disturbed. Cloud rumbles with great dissatisfaction while it darkens with the speed of light, the air around thickened while piles of dead leafs rose from the floor and circ