Duskfang Shadowtails(Part-1)
A student from that serpent school? Apollo thought with a frown. Do all the students in this school always like to get themselves in trouble? He jumped to another tree to get a clearer view of the woman. She had brown hair that reached her shoulders and almond-shaped brown eyes. In her hand was a dark silver broadsword that seemed out of place with her five-foot-seven figure.
Her other hand was bleeding, but the black wolf had only hit her chest… She was already injured before she fought these wolves. They were probably drawn by the scent of her blood, the beggar thought.
"This is bad," Apollo muttered, seeing the woman being overwhelmed by the three black wolves. Her strength was slowly diminishing, and it wouldn't be long before the wolves took advantage of her weakness and killed her.