Her breathing became heavy and uneven. She was holding on just enough to stop the poison from spreading into her veins. Fighting too many enemies at once was becoming impossible, especially when she didn’t know anything about them.
Her eyes darted around, scanning her surroundings, and she found herself completely trapped. Her gaze suddenly landed on Derion, who was struggling desperately to escape the monster before him.
If she didn’t go and save him, he would be lost. Ashlee’s strength was almost completely drained; she wanted nothing more than to stop and rest. But destiny had other plans.
I have to save my pack, she screamed to herself in her mind.
Before she could reach Derion, one of the demons stabbed her mercilessly. She gasped in pain as her vision blurred, the demon’s laugh
