The wolf noticed Lionel. Its red eyes shifted away from the nobles and locked onto him. It let out a deep snarl and changed its direction, claws digging into the dirt as it charged straight at him.
"Lionel!" someone shouted.
Lionel felt his heart slam against his chest, but he did not stop. He tightened his grip on the sword and raised it slightly.
"Rufus!" Lionel shouted without looking back. "Shoot your arrows! I'll draw its attention!"
Rufus froze for a split second, then nodded hard. "Alright!"
The wolf roared and leaped.
Lionel pulled his reins sharply, turning his horse just enough to avoid the bite. The wolf's jaws snapped shut where his leg had been moments ago. Hot breath brushed past him.
"Too close," Lionel muttered.
The wolf landed heavily and spun around fast. It was not limping now. It moved like it had forgotten its wound.
An arrow flew past Lionel's shoulder.
Thud.
