Alex POV
I could feel myself getting tired as I fended off two werewolves at the same time. Gil was having just as bad of a time as I was, and Conner was doing his best to fight the fifth one while protecting an unconscious Sarrah.
I managed to strike one of the wolves across the face with my claws, the slash was deep as it spilled all over the forest floor and he let out a howl of agony. I had torn out his eye.
His companion lunged at me in rage, but before he could reach me, a bolt of purple fire hit his side. The wolf was thrown off balance and his fur was set on fire.
I took the opportunity to pin him down and slash his throat. I jumped off quickly before I could catch fire.
I turned my attention to aid Gil but saw that Jam and Riley had already come to his aid; Jam was raining down bolts of lighting like a god of thunder, while Riley had transfigured severe stones into silver and shot them at the enemy wolves like bullets.
