It has been five days since our departure from civilization, and we have yet reached our desired destination. The cold air of the North was thin and sharp, like the icicles swinging from the leaves. Every step is five inches deep into the ground. One day before, there were 23 of us, but now there is only 5. We race through the harsh cold forest; with only one fur coat.

A large growl stopped our movements, and shook the tall trees. Scanning my sight, white layers of frost coat the ground. We walk forward into the mist of fog, and again the large growl roars closer as we move. Shining in the distance; yellow bright eyes and a dark figure, slumped down in all fours. Men were mumbling in the distance; then a scream opened. One after another; screams were flashing all around me.

Then a silence brewed in the air. The mist gree sharper and more heavy. Standing a few steps away; the figure stood and growled with a demonic pressure. As its yellow eyes pierced through the mist; it walked closer and closer towards me. It was clear that I had to attack. I draw my dagger out and try to distance myself. Every step I control backwards, it follows and growls louder. I charge in for a counter; then it jumped and scratched my shoulder piece in half. The figure was now clear to make out. It was a Great White Vampire Wolf, the most savage beast in the North. It stretched its back bones extendently to both ends of its shoulders. I dash forward and slice my way towards it. It stands on two and swipes its large claws in a furious motion.

I roll under its stomach and twist my sides toward its large, freezy tail. I stab it's cheek bone. It shrieks in pain as it dashes forward; along with my dagger. Blood poured rapidly out of the wound. The wolf turns and its eyes changed into a dark shade of red. It grew bigger and bigger, growing its ears and tails length aling with it. It stood in two paws and slumbed downward. It's teeth lemgthened out of its mouth. The growls were more devilish and devious to say the least.

I take one step back, and it charges rapidly. I hold out my hands out, and held on to its large rough teeth. Its power was heavy and straining. I clip my feet to the ground; holding my toes in the frozen grass below. I push back and forth with the wolf; then it howled in my face. The vibration of the sound shook my organs inside and out. I struggle to lift up the Wolf by its two teeth. I raise the Wolf and Slam it on the ground. I repeat that same sequence again.

The wolf was not giving up, it tried to get up, but I jump on its back. I wrap my arms around its neck and choke the wolf. The wolf swung back and forth ramming into trees and rocks. I squeeze harder; and harder; and harder; until the neck bone completely breaks. The wolf drops and shrinks down to its normal wolf size. I look around and notice the mist settled down and its more vivid to see. Looking in the far distance; another par of yellow eyes appear; then some more. I was surrounded by Wolf's; nothing but savagely wolf's.

I get lots of respected for taking down monsters and demons amd such. I gained a god reputation for many years during my time in the war. I slaughtered countless of soldiers; laied wastelands with rivers of red and such. The kingdom of Erörósß, my hometown, has chosen me has a savior, as a champion, and as a hero. I stance my self, ready for the attacks. In an instant, all the eyes turn dark red. Then the wolf's started to grow larger. I scan and see eight large wolf's standing around me. The growls were very intimidating, but they won't faze me. I was born with a strong ability that can temporarily drain me.

All of the wolf's howl in sync and caused a quick earthquack. I stare at the the Wolf in front of me. Then a charge came at me with force from its claws. I grab its wrist and twist him overhead of me, slamming him into the thick snow. The others shift through the fog and seemingly make contact with me skin. The marks burn more than my blood should have. I continue on and unleash my ability, I hazed out for a while now. I notice the fog was lighter and the humidity is not as heavy. The white sheets were now pure red and spreading. The head of a King Wolf was grasped in my right hand, blood dripping down from my finger tips. Bodies almost unrecognizable to know what was it that attacked us.

I walk on, knowing my companions are gone, I make my way my home Kingdom in disgust of my leadership.