Third Person's POVA deep gash appeared on Ulrik's shoulder as a bone blade sliced through his flesh, silver-blue blood dripping down his wolf-like arm.His battle-honed instincts from the Capital Guard barely saved him from a fatal blow, forcing him to stagger back. Despite the blood staining half his clothes, hisshifted arm firmly gripped his bone sword.He attempted to lure the assassins into the open courtyard, but they remained fixated on the door.Clearly, their sole target was Velda.Three intruders slammed against the door, and Ulrik, already strained against one, heard the sound of his bone claws colliding with their blades, his breathing growing labored.Gloria, witnessing this, her wolf pupils shrank in terror.She scrambled to the corner of the porch, her jasmine pheromones faint.The Bloodmoon Pack's guards finally arrived, but their weapons were no match for the intruders' wolfsbane-laced claws.Soon, they collapsed, clutching bleeding wounds.Ulrik, now bearing two woun
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