They scrambled to their feet and turned to hurry up the hill.
Fiona broke Ashleigh’s hold, tossing her to the side. Fiona grabbed one of Ashleigh’s fallen karambits, throwing it at the fleeing wolves. Ashleigh moved faster, knocking the karambit off its trajectory and sending it into the bushes.
She let out a soft cry as the blade sliced her palm.
“You should have taken the opportunity they gave you to get away while you could. What a waste!” Fiona shouted as she readied her club and charged at Ashleigh.
“What’s the point of getting myself to safety if I’m leaving my pack behind!?” Ashleigh shouted back, preparing herself to defend.
Fiona smiled and increased her attack, coming at Ashleigh with a strength she hadn’t shown before. She brought her weapon down against Ashleigh’s body, hitting the places she already knew were bruised and injured.
