Mira POV
The thing lunged at me, and I rolled to the side. Its claws missed me by inches. I struck with my knife and cut across its leg. It screamed and black blood poured out.
"You little pest!" it snarled.
The other two creatures circled around me. I was stuck, but at least the pack members were getting away. I could hear their footsteps vanishing into the forest.
"Mira!" someone yelled.
I turned and saw Jake, one of the young fighters, running toward me with a sword.
"I told you to get the others to safety!" I yelled.
"And I told you that you're not fighting alone!" he called back.
Together, we fought off the dark creatures. It wasn't easy. Jake got scratched across the arm, and I had bite marks on my shoulder. But we drove them back.
When the last thing disappeared into the darkness, Jake turned to me.
"That was incredible," he said. "You saved everyone."
"We're not done yet," I said, looking at the blood on my knife. "This was just the beginning."
