On the other side, Torren held his ground against the first wolf, its claws scraping against his shield as it tried to push through.
Althea's voice came calm and steady.
"Hold."
A faint glow wrapped around Torren.
His stance tightened.
Stronger.
More stable.
"Got it," he replied.
Then Selene moved.
Fast. Light on her feet.
The result of her training showing at their first combat.
She didn't rush the shot.
She watched while moving.
Then..
Her bowstring snapped forward.
The first arrow hit the wolf's joint causing it to jerk lightly as a second followed immediately.
Another weak point.
The wolf growled, shifting its focus.
But it was too late.
Althea's voice came again.
"Now."
The third arrow..
Stronger and sharper as it pierced through the wolf's neck.
Blood burst out in a sudden rush.
Torren flinched slightly.
"..Tch!"
"Sorry," Selene said, already lowering her bow.
The wolf dropped.
Still.
Ryn's side wasn't as clean.
But it wasn't messy either.
