![]() It lands on top of the nearest guard and bites the man's head off in a single powerful snapping of jaws. Then it surges forward and it becomes horribly, terrifyingly real. The great black wolf enters the long hall, for a moment the only part of it visible against the dark of the night and the cover of the dust is its great yellow eyes. The third blow shatters the wood into splinters that fly all over the room. ![]() The second blow of the wolf's great shoulder causes the timber to bulge out and crack. The first blow against the timbers caused the entire castle to shake, years of collected dust shaken from every surface. The timbers were thick each nearly four hands wide and four across and reinforced with iron to keep them sturdy, even now slightly rotted with age it would take a while to smash through them with a battering ram. The great doors of the castle had been designed to withstand a siege. She snapped the bushel in two and put it behind Teah's ear, as if it were decoration. The girl with the starlight hair moved toward Teah, her wide purple eyes looking at her as she drew the wolfsbande bushel from the pocket of her one-pretty skirt. "Typhus," she murmured, although it wasn't in the way she had been saying his name for these five days. Seren, meanwhile had turned her face to the moon that was coming through the tall Windows. The order had been directed at Teah, and saddlebags where the food stuffs were kept were tossed her way. ![]() "Start dinner," the Bandit leader said and stepped aside to unroll maps and information and have a small pow wow with his men. The women and the wounded dog were thrown together near the fire. Using debris, they started a fire in the middle of the room, for the high ceilings of the place at least allowed for that. There were a couple of smaller doors here and there that the bandits quickly covered with the remaining long tables in the room while Maxi was set to close the great doors and guard them. They were camped it what seemed to be the dining hall of the abandoned castle, with great Windows and a fireplace large enough to walk into on one side of the long room while great double doors were to the other. Another long chilling howl splits the air and the wolf takes off like a black streak toward the castle, death was coming. It smells the woman who it's human side desire, she must be consumed. The wolf raises it's head and takes a sniff, it smells the men who'd insulted it's human side, they cannot be left alive. Bones snap, muscles tear, blood flows and screams of agonizing pain become howls of endless rage and hunger. The moon peaks over the edge of the horizon and the change takes Typhus. Or at least he hope so, he prayed fervently to whatever god was listening for Seren to be seen safely through the night, for her to remember her wolfsbane flower.įinally, the time comes. But finally he had them and the moon was going to rise and he'd get her back. But they'd been too fast, it was all he could do to catch up with them each night after the sun set. He'd wanted to rescue Seren immediately, had even made plans to do so. Never before had he been eager for the moon to rise but tonight he was. He was pacing and snarling and clawing at his skin. The walls were mossy and overrun, and it smell like decay and damp, but they forced the woman inside as well as Maxi the half-giant half-troll that forcibly carried the women and the dog when they moved. At the meeting place where they would hand over the girl and get paid. When they saw the castle, a murmur went through the bandits that they were finally there. Seren also clung to Teah as if Teah were her own mother, always wanting to stay near except for the times when the bandits ripped Teah away to make a meal or clean their clothes for them. The star girl hadn't cried, but she wouldn't stop talking - partly because she knew it annoyed the bandits, but also because she was hoping that Typhus would hear her. One of the bandits had taken pity at some point and had helped stitch the dog together, if only to stop Seren's constant insistance. Ollie had been stabbed in the side and blood had matted all over his fur. It seemed by listening to the conversation that they had captured Seren for a high price, a price too high for any lowly merchant to pay for. ![]() Teah was thrown together with Seren and Ollie, and while lustful glances and cat calls and terrible words were thrown in their direction, nothing else was. They must have had a spell upon their boots, for they crossed more distance than they should have. The bandits make quick time - very quick time.
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