The Girl awoke slowly, her eyes adjusting to the dark swiftly. She was sweating all over, freezing cold and so tired...
She shifted her gaze to her surroundings. It was some sort of tent...shaking her head, she tried to sit up.
...Ah...my arm
It hurt so bad, they had dressed and bandaged the wound, but still it bled, soaking the bandages.
...What happened...a...a wolf? No...it was too big to be a wolf...it was...was...
She forced herself to a stumbling hunch of a stand.
IT WAS A WARG!
She yanked from her boot the blood encrusted sword and staggered out of the tent.
My God...
The legions of peoiple stood before the Wargs. The fire separated the two opposing forces. In the fire though, the largest Warg's eyes gleamed like embers of an inferno.
...No, not to kill them as you do so many...
She took a deep, shaky breath and raised her sword high, forcing out of herself her last burst of strength as the Warg leapt, and she rushed into the crowd that immediately moved foreward.
The battle had begun.
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