Alaric’s world had narrowed to the snarling jaws of the wolf. He had been fighting for ten minutes, but it felt like an eternity, and his strength was gone. Parrying another lunge, his arms screaming with fatigue, he felt a surge of relief at the sound of a voice calling out. Someone was coming to help.
But as the voice registered, confusion cut through his exhaustion.
Isn't that Joric's voice? Why is he—
He couldn't fathom it. Joric, of all
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