Chapter 18

Sheila's POV

My general surroundings was disarray. Margaret's military ran into our walls like a dim wave. Yells and shouts consumed the space. I remained on the fortifications, my heart beating.

"Hang tight!" I yelled, attempting to sound fearless. Our wolves contended energetically, teeth and hooks blazing in the faint light.

Out of nowhere, a shadow monster jumped over the wall. It was enormous, with shining red eyes. It rushed at me, jaws snapping.

Automatically, I push out my hands. Brilliant light erupted from my palms, raising a ruckus around town. To my shock, it wailed in torment and broke up into smoke.

I gazed at my hands, astonished. "I can battle them," I murmured. "I can truly battle them!"

A cheer went up from our wolves who saw what occurred. Their spirits lifted, they battled more diligently.

I ran along the wall, destroying shadow monsters left and right. Each time my light contacted them, they evaporated. I felt trust ascending in my chest. Perhaps we could win this