The wolf pack closed in quickly, circling the caravan's perimeter.
With little probing, a howl rose from the rear of the pack, and the gray wolves at the front launched a vicious attack on the caravan.
They had clear targets. They exploded with speed, aiming for the gaps between the wagons and lunging forward.
"Hold steady!"
"Don't be afraid! These things aren't that big."
Long Spears stabbed out from the gaps between the wagons, drawing sprays of blood. But one wounded wolf went berserk, sinking its teeth into the spear shaft.
Suddenly, a scream rang out. A man wasn't fast enough to dodge and a wolf lunged through a gap, clamping its jaws on his thigh. It nearly dragged him down before a teammate kicked it hard in the head.
The gray wolf's eyes were vicious as it clamped down on his thigh, refusing to let go.
Several others rushed to help, plunging their Long Spears into the gray wolf's body.
With a whimper, the wolf finally released its grip.
