"My Lord! We are under attack! The prisoners have escaped!"
Rudolf was awakened from his slumber by the bellow of one of the guards who rushed to his chambers. Jumping out of his bed with full force, Rudolf made his way outside his chambers picking up a sword he drew from his sheath hanging by the heat of his bed.
"Who dares come into my castle?!" But he was too late, they had already left by the time he was out. He could only behold the bodies of his dead and injured soldiers lying on the floor whimpering in pain and bleeding with arrows plunged into their bodies. Some of those who had shifted into their wolves died instantly as a result of the wolfbane.
"Who did this?!" Rudolf growled in a rage looking at the dozens of his soldiers whose bodies were littered all over the place
