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The sound of the bullet terrified the wild animals in the woods as much as the shapeshifters around the house. The shapeshifters closed in, howling, barking, and roaring to intimidate.
From behind the shapeshifter lines, Orla, Maeve, and Bradan rushed in. Orla threw fireballs at them, nonstop, one after another. As the ones in the back howled in pain and burned like torches, the front line turned around. They ran in circles to surround Orla, Maeve, and Bradan.
From this end of the woods, the moon was full, bright yellow and clear, shedding enough light for Orla to see that they were outnumbered by the were-creatures. She kept hurling her fireballs, but she wasn’t sure how long they could hold on. They stood, their backs toward one another, while the animals ran circles around them. T
