GO ROGUE
A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes.
I spring into motion immediately, all my training kicking in. I knock the first one down just before he shifts into his wolf, wrapping the wire around his neck and pulling hard.
Suddenly, the clearing is a battlefield. Weapons clash against weapon, rogues fall down. I roll to the side, avoiding the snapping of fangs as a wolf lands where I stood a second ago.
From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself.
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