Delilah
Beads of sweat begin to form on my head. What have I gotten myself into? My heart beats fast, and I barely have a clue about how to manage the rogue coming towards me.
Just when I think I've had enough, another rogue enters the room and even more troop in. In my state of distress, I still manage to look over at Cecile.
She continues to groan in pain as her bones change form to accommodate that of a wolf. She meets my gaze but she's totally helpless in her state. We're cooked.
My eyes catch sight of a long rod in the corner. The rogues continue to move toward me and I back away slowly towards it. When I get close to the rod, one makes its first advancement to attack me.
I grab the rod immediately and smack it in the face. If I can't transform into my wolf form, I might as w
