"Midnight!" I yelled for him to watch out. I couldn't move because I was already surrounded by the rogues.
Ezreal loomed over Midnight, who was already bleeding from the wounds that had been inflicted on him. One of his hind legs was broken, but he rose again to fight… even though he knew that he didn't have a better chance of winning.
Ezreal lunged, and Midnight also lunged… before they could meet midair, a figure blurred through the air, its presence was overbearing. It was as if nature watched in silence the madness that was about to unfold.
A massive white wolf slammed into Ezreal in midair, sending him flying a few feet back. Ezreal staggered to his feet, his eyes widened as he saw Damon.
The rogues that had surrounded me began to attack me. A scream tore from my throat when one of the rogues bit my leg, pulling me along the dirt away from the border.
