"Nessa!" Violina shouted and moved. It didn't take a genius to figure out what the wolf was about to do. It was staring straight at Nessa, who had continuously irritated the wolf and weakened its resistance against magic with her sleeping dust. The Hound, who had blocked the wolf was out of the way.
The Millipede, while stubborn, was injured and far from strong enough to block the wolf. The wolf smacked it aside with ease as it tried to stand in its way.
Violina started running, even before the wolf turned its head back to Nessa after smacking the Millipede. She could tell that the wolf was about to attack her. But knowing the future and being able to interfere with it were two different things.
Even if she hadn't been tired from fighting the wolf, Violina still wouldn't have made it in time. But she still tried. Her legs felt like lead, and it was like she was wading through syrup to try and reach Nessa.
