***Wolf’s POV***
I pulled my magic cloak over me and disappeared as I moved back into the city to protect the innocents. My knife at the ready, I was perched at the top of the center statue as the horde rolled through the city, and left everyone virtually untouched until the city's army came in force and started to slaughter them, forcing the conflict. I c****d my head to the side, listening. I heard a child scream, and was off in a flash in the direction the sound had come from.
I found a small child, maybe three years of age standing over the body of her dead mother, a few feet away a goblin was decapitating her father as another closed in on the sobbing traumatized child. I snuck up quietly and stuck my knife quickly through the temple of both of the vile creatures, and then took my h
