Chapter 32

The Feather Forest was still and quiet, nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. However, the breeze that flowed throughout the canopy, and through the leaves of the trees were still wrought with cold dead air. A great howl pierced the silence — the horrid cry of a wolf. Its silhouette could be seen as it darted through the greens with it’s speed of light lightning. A sword cut through the howl, and shimmered brightly in the darkness, much like how lightning cuts through the sky, it then shot straight for the large wolf’s head. Seeing a great flash coming its way, the wolf yelped, the light from the sword revealed its face of terror.

The wolf was large, much like a camel, it’s maw ripened with fresh blood. Besides that, its spine was covered in bristles, terrible, terrible spikes of death. A common fighter would have screamed at the sight of the beast for it was no ordinary wolf, it was a Direwolf, a tier-two beast of the Forest. It was not to be underestimated. Even an Agility figh