192 (192) Proud

As expected, hundreds of wolves dropped dead in quick succession. Rift's Levels launched and didn't stop until he'd already reached 51.

'Interesting.'

Based on Geth's estimates, he should have stopped around 46. 

There was only one explanation that he could think of. The experience bonus for most of them registered as if Rift were still Level 38. 

'Some kind of real-life exploit?'

At nearly the same time, Swole leaped out of the pit and onto the ramparts. He shifted back into his original form, looking beaten and battered.

"Fuck. Just because I can sustain it for long periods doesn't mean I should." 

Laughing, Geth cast one final Restoration. The short man's wounds were quickly taken care of, but his exhaustion was apparent.

Geth kept his eye on the Direwolves, still cautiously standing behind the raincloud. Any species with some intelligence would be hesitant upon seeing so many of their comrades die at once.