Shua! Shua! Shua!
Arrows sizzling with a fiery aura flew in the darkness of the night taking one life after another without any mercy.
The huge intimidating pack of wolves was now almost completely dealt with, dozens of bodies littered everywhere in front of them.
Sylvia's eyes darted here and there, slowly taking in the smell of blood lingering in the air around her.
But as her eyes wandered, she couldn't help noticing something weird.
A few feet to her left, illuminated intermittently by the arrows whooshing in the air, was a beast that looked visibly different from a wolf.
A goat?
What the heck? A goat was about to attack them? Sylvia blinked at it and looked weirdly, pitying the poor animal.
When the wolves themselves didn't stand a chance, why did this dumb goat come forward, daring to attack these two jerks?
But then, something didn't feel right.
