Isaac Pov
Everything happened at once. I was standing there looking through binoculars at the distant figures that could possibly be rogues, and then suddenly the woods came alive. Bushes lifted off of the ground and revealed brown blankets with bushes strapped to them, showing off a rogue underneath. People painted to match the design of trees came forward, naked only for a moment before shifting into their wolves. In a matter of minutes, they were everywhere, growling and snarling, and the dots in the background I had been looking at came closer, holding up bows and arrows as they started to shoot at the archers on my walls.
Ladders were pulled out of the forest and slammed down against the walls. “Every other person is to shoot down at the people on the ladders, the others shoot at t
