Now, only three remained. They were limping from the collision. I, on the other hand, was driven by frenzy, seeing nothing but red. I sped across the clearing and tore a massive chunk off one of the remaining wolves, making blood ooze from where I had struck.
Two left.
These two had no fighting chance, but I commended their bravado as they stood their ground, trying to get a strike in.
I growled at them, baring my fangs, and approached them slowly. They had proven to be more resilient than their fellow pack members. They would get what they deserved. As one of the two wolves jumped at me, I kicked him with my hind legs, feeling the crunch of bones as my paws crashed into his rib cage.
And now, it was just me and the last one.
All across the clearing, I could see the injured wolves try
