What I had imagined being an attack was far from one.
They spilled over the clearing like frightened animals. It was a stampede. And had this clearing been empty of all the monsters that happened to be here at the moment, the rogues would've run over each other without a doubt.
I wasn't positive whether or not I'd be able to keep a clean conscience after this night.
Sane versus Insane.
This wasn't a clean fight.
Their paws scratched against the ground, and they were making high-pitched sounds that came from their throats and nostrils. Their moves were irrational and uncoordinated, they stumbled around hitting each other more than once as they ran, my vampire filter focused with the high quality feature on their faces, they were blinking tears from their eyes on their way forward.
