A call for Help

Numba was reluctant to follow the orders from Kai. Who in their right mind would send away three Altered, much less if those happened to be talented AFA students? Sure, the Goat Altered had to admit that the grey Werewolf was faring better against Midwak than their trio, but… was that really the right thing?

When he looked at the condition of Ian, who had been hit twice, most likely suffering internal damage, and the side of his friend’s face was swelling up, it became clear that the three of them were not really in fighting conditions anymore. Then there was Izzy whose shoulder was bleeding quite badly. Her clothes had already been dyed red, and would have to be discarded later.

‘I don’t want to leave him on his own… but I need to look after my friends. They came along with me just to help out, I can’t let them die.’ Numba, almost closing his eyes, ran to his allies because if he could see what was going on, he thought there was a higher chance for him to jump in.