Anger made me run faster. How dare he say goodbye! Because that’s exactly what he was doing. Bitter, angry tears stung my eyes and I pushed even harder, I had to get there in time. There had to be a way to stop whatever it was that Torin seemed to have resigned himself to.
As I got closer, I could hear the sounds of battle. Snarling wolves, interspersed with yelps of pain. The occasional shouted curse from human lips. The metallic smell of blood permeated the air. I flew over a ridge and the scene unfolded in front of me. Bodies littered the ground, staining the dirt with their blood. Some were still in their wolf form, dying slowly. Others had already shifted to their human shape, and I knew it was too late to try to help them. I slowed down as I scanned around me. At my feet, lay Zande
