Garnt patted Maro's head affectionately and then pointed in the direction of the ongoing battle. Rona followed his gaze, her eyes widening as she observed the fierce struggle taking place not far from where they stood.
"Maro, can you ask them to stop attacking my people?" Garnt asked like he was talking with another human.
As the battle raged on, Maro turned to Garnt, a newfound determination in her eyes. She looked at him as if she had suddenly understood something profound. Without hesitation, she began to howl, her voice echoing through the forest.
"Is this really happening?" Rona was dumbfounded by the chain of events that kept happening.
To everyone's surprise, the other wolves in the area responded to Maro's call. They started to retreat, leaving the bewildered villagers who were already wounded by the unexpected attack. The tide of battle began to turn in their favour.
