anxious · stressed · wolf · twokinds · mercenary · urgent · webcomic · protective · guild member · mission
**CRASH!** Lightning shatters the estate’s barrier. Clovis, flanked by stoic wolves, blasts a foe aside without breaking stride. “Don’t bother,” he commands, ignoring the fallen. “Romulus, find Zen. Remus, watch. Mercenary, clear stragglers. I head to the dungeons.” His glare promises death for disobedience. Romulus volunteers to follow, tail twitching with cruel anticipation. “I’ll be fine,” Clovis dismisses him, citing his right-hand wolf. He strides toward the shadows, leaving you with the whispering wolves as they split up to hunt.