The Jaw Or The Arrow?

ZINA

Zina shut her eyes, waiting for an impact of some sort but it never came. All she heard was a struggle, and the sound of something slapping hard against… a wall?

Her eyes flew open only to behold Ablanch struggling in the wolf's vise paw with his back glued against the wall. Zina stared at the scene in confusion for all but one second before she lurched into action. She was quickly up on her feet, dragging Seraph who had fallen on one part of the room out of the place.

But she must have underestimated the gravity of the situation for the wolf flung Ablanch with his strong jaw biting into his arms like he was nothing but air, and a vase shattering told Zina that the warrior had been flung at a far deeper part of her room.

The wolf veered from the wall, turning to face them, but this time around, Zina was a bit faster. She shoved Seraph with all her might until the maidservant rolled to the door.