‘Louperdu!’ he cried as the last of the Karlak thundered past him, desperately trying to warn the others in hiding who were ready to spring their trap. ‘Watch your flanks – they could be anywhere!’
‘Darlia, we screwed up. They are not wolves; they are the Louperdu – spirit wolves – and they have no Alpha. They can dissolve and reform. Watch your backs. You are not saf--’
Before he could finish, the fully reformed wolf, which had eerily manifested before him, pounced abruptly, leaping directly towards his neck. With no time to draw his weapons, he brought his right hand up through his attacker’s centreline, using the heel of his palm to violently uppercut the wolf. The Louperdu’s head rocked backwards, causing it to yelp loudly in pain, but the momentum of his attacker crashing against hi
