"Come on, ladies. You know I can't hit a girl…." I squealed, while waving my hands.
Despite my warnings, Fenrir and Match rushed towards me with outmatched speed. Fenrir zoomed in and enjoyed the lightning towards me, with her claws aiming for my neck. With those moves, she wanted to kill me.
But it was not Fenrir who wished to hurt me. It was that bard, claiming that I was a knight who he knew from before.
Thankfully, my Clarent boosted my senses and helped me dodged the bullet from Fenrir. However, I shielded my shoulders because of that and ended up wounding my arm.
The injury was not deep compared to what I had with the king. And if the situation became shaky, I could always drink a potion I made to heal myself up.
However, before I could do anything like that, I needed to wake Fenrir and Merleen up while defending myself from their attacks.
