The cavern slowly fell silent after the wolves were defeated. Only the faint dripping of water from the stalactites above remained, echoing softly through the underground chamber. The bodies of the Gloomfang Wolves lay scattered across the stone floor, their dark fur blending into the dim green light emitted by the glowing moss that clung to the cave walls.
Rowan stood still for a few moments, catching his breath. The fight had ended quickly. Sally stepped in, but the tension of the battle still could be felt in his muscles. He sheathed his sword slowly. "…That was insane," he muttered. Sally stretched her arms above her head. "...That was short." Rowan glanced at her. "...You knocked a wolf through a wall." Rowan rubbed his forehead.
