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A woman's voice reached her first. Not words, but a cross between a scream and a howl. Lykaia. Wolves poured into the clearing and the air around her filled with the scent of wet fur.

Velius staggered back as three, and then five, of the beasts fell upon him, forcing him to change. Even in his dragon form, he was outnumbered. The wolves were fierce, snarling and leaping, working as if of one mind.