The First Battle

The wolves turned as I rushed into the clearing, thier eyes and faces strangely blank. The female - I simply could not believe she was Mydan - stood still, and it was clear she was a spell caster. I attacked one of the males, doing little damage. Then the female cast some sort of spell on me, and I was overcome with laughter. The second male, I couldn't tell them apart, attacked Monosai, gripping her arm with his teeth. Monosai, who had managed to get some damage in on the second male before my predicament, was now, even with the wolf touching her, missing her target, and I, rendered useless by the laughter spell, could do nothing to assist her. The wolves were focussing thier efforts on Monosai, the only one capable of striking. I thought this was foolish, but I wasn't about to say so. Finally, the effect of the spell wore off, and I managed to get in a few blows, and Monosai finnished the second wolf off. I slew the first, and together we ended the sorceres. I cleaned my blade on the grass, and then I heard it. A rustling in the bushes. It graduly crept closer through the trees, and I started in the opposite direction. Then I heard a gigantic roar coming from the clearing, and one thought hit me full force: Monosai hadn't moved.