35 + Wolves? +

Flames were quickly sighted at the front of the camp, The flame was large and wild as if it was attempting to reach out and burn even the night sky down along with the camp.

Folke ran forward in the direction toward the howl. He was worried about his new backer named Goldrig who was currently drunk the last time he saw Folke.

People within the army ran the opposite direction, causing Folke to bump into a big dude and tumble forward; he'd slam the ground with his palms and continued his dash toward the center of the camp.

A man placed a hand on Folke's chest and said ``Don't go there!`` He had fear all over his face, the man was tough and had larger muscles than folke himself.

Folke took the man's hand and pushed it away and continued to rush forward, He saw a huge man taller than him running in the same direction. The man was gigantic and had a great ax on his back; his chest only had a shirt with the sleeves ripped off showing his arms which were big as logs.

He'd look surprised at first and then smiled, pulling off in a different direction where there were more screams coming.

Folke began to see flames within the tents. He was getting closer to the danger that forced many of the men which were a lot rushed back. Once he got there he froze in fear and saw a scene that was haunting.

He saw a 4 foot 6 inches tall wolf, But it just wasn't a normal wolf. Its fur had flames covering it and it had cracks within its hide showing an orange light within it. It was longer than a normal wolf too and it's claws and fangs had some light flames covering them.

The wolf hadn't noticed folke yet, and was slowly walking toward a cornered woman on the ground. Folke easily recognized the women as fabia, the nurse that took care of him.

The wolf pounced up and landed on her, pushing its claws down her chest and then opening its mouth and biting down on her neck. Folke slowly watched as the life faded from her eyes and watched the wolf release the women from his jaw and… smile?

The smile was feral and nothing that Folke had ever seen a wolf do before or any dog do, The wolf's cheeks curved upward and revealed all of its teeth and it turned its head slightly and look amused when seeing Folke's expression of pain.

Folke felt fear within his heart, `It didn't eat her, Is it doing this for fun?`

Folke then felt a burning sensation on his back, he felt his headaches increase at a noticeable rate. He began to hyperventilate and his ears felt hot and then felt numb to the sounds of the flame crackling began to numb. His eyes slowly, looked down and saw that right next to the wolf was a dead soldier with a sword in his hands.

Then everything just burst.

Folke let out an inhuman roar similar to a beast and rushed forward toward the beast with his fists raised. The beast found it amusing and rushed forward as well pouncing into the air to meet folke's suicide attack.

Folke then ducked under and rolled pulling the sword out of the ground the dust gathering behind his heels. The wolf fell forward and rolled to look at folke who now had a one handed grip on a longsword.

Folke rushed forward raising the longsword into the air. The wolf pounced and quickly struck Folke on his chest with its claws. He roared and smashed his opposite fist down onto the wolves side which sent it flying.

He'd then raised the sword and began to chase the wolf, the wolf landed on the ground gently and jumped up just in time, when a sword sailed through the air and hit the spot where the wolf just was creating small debris within it.

The wolf then attempted to bite folke on his shoulder, he took the attack and a small flame started to appear on his wounds which got absorbed into his body. He'd surge the power into his next attack and rotated to the side and swung his sword down with a flame arc following the tip of the sword.

The flames that consumed the sword created a brilliant light and then crashed on the wolf all at once causing the wolf to be sent back its side wounded. People who were running saw the incredible scene of folke fighting what they called `The gods wrath` and began to stop and look at the wolf loose.

A man's voice echoed throughout the crowd shouting ``They are just lowly beast we are hundred just kill em all!`` Folke would be able to recognize the voice as goldrig. At that same moment goldrig stepped out within his full armor with a longsword in his hands.

Folke couldn't hear him, he roared again and stomped on the ground creating a large thud which reverberated to those who were near him. He'd then use the stomp to leap up into the air copying the wolves pouncing strategy.

The wolf saw this and leapt to the side where his arm was free, Folke landed and grabbed the wolves fur abandoning the sword and using his other arm to rain down punches onto the beast. The wolf scratched and bit back at Folke and Folke did the same punching and then in an exchange.

The wolf used its claws and clawed folke chest down the middle, Folke ignored the pain and slapped the folke on its face with an open palmed hook. The wolf got launched onto the ground and folke pounced on the wolf and started slamming his palm into the wolf.

Each strike had force and caused the wolf to howl and whimper in pain until the wolf stopped whimpering.

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