The wolves attacked again, this time in coordinated waves.
Three from the north. Two from the east. One from directly behind us that had somehow circled our entire position.
My Wave Motion fired twice, obliterating the northern pair mid-charge. Jordan caught the eastern wolves in shadow nets. The one behind us got through and went straight for Belle.
I launched myself backward using Wave Motion as propulsion, covering ten feet in a split second. My spear caught the wolf in the throat before its jaws reached Belle's leg.
She spun and shot it through the eye while it was still dying on my blade.
"Thanks."
"Don't mention it."
"I mean it. Don't. I had that handled."
I laughed despite the situation. Belle hated being saved even when she absolutely needed saving.
The last three wolves broke and ran.
Misato didn't pursue. "Let them go. Forest hunts mean reinforcements. We clear what we can and extract before the scenario escalates."
