*TW slight gore*
Bjorn's POV
I let Tyr take the lead when I saw two wolves approaching rapidly. The beige one jumped, but my wolf easily blocked their attack by hitting them with his paw. The Crimson Fangs warrior went flying, falling a few feet away, before immediately getting back up. The other wolf didn't waste a second and also started attacking.
Suddenly, Beatriz appeared to our left, brandishing the machete. Her braided hair had come undone and was flowing in the air like a dark veil around her face. She looked like a war goddess, her expression serious and concentrated as she struck the beige wolf down, slashing their neck with her weapon. They collapsed to the ground and Tyr took advantage of their allie's inattention to bite them on the shoulder. They yelped and their paws gav
