The chill howl of the warg broke the night’s silence.
The woman turned to her husband, a questioning look on her face.
“They are hunting Carla, make sure everything is secured.”
“Yes, husband” turning she ran up the stairs. Checking each room making sure the wooden shutters were securely fastened.
“Mama what is happening” asked the frightened girl.
“Hush Arabelle, just lie quietly” answered her mother.
Lefwin blinked awake from all the noise, he was hungry. Looking up he began to cry.
“Carla, see to the boy” shouted Frederick the boy’s father.
“Husband” whispered Carla holding the baby to her breast. “How many are there?” she asked.
“Too many” was his answer.
Arabelle screamed as the shutters to her bedroom window exploded inwards, shards of wood stinging her arms and face.
“Papa” she screamed as the huge creature bounded through her window.
With sword in hand, Frederick hurled the stairs two at a time. Opening the door he saw the warg hunched over his daughter’s bed, the girl's small body between its jaws. Shouting Frederick charged the beast. The creature closed its jaws snapping the young girl in two. Frederick did not stop, bringing his swords down across the creatures back. The silver blade bit deep into the flesh of the creature. As the blade touched the creature’s flesh it began to hiss, blackening the flesh around the cut. The warg let out a mighty howl of pain as Frederick drew his blade and struck again and again. Each blow cutting deeper and deeper until the blade hit bone. With the last strike, he severed the creature’s spine. The warg flopped to the floor, its body unable to move.
From downstairs the sound of more wood splintering and the screams of his wife had him charging down the stairs. Leaping from the last of stairs he met a warg in midair. Once again his silver blade flashed through the air, plunging straight into the creature’s heart. Landing with the blade still in hand he rolled, coming up on one knee as he scanned the room. A second creature was on his wife’s back, its jaws closed around her head. Shouting he lunged at the creature, his blade killing it. Yet he was too late, as it crushed her head between its strong powerful jaws before sliding to the ground dead.
The fourth warg approached him; this one more cautious than the rest, as it had seen him kill two of its kind. Circling each waited, trying to find a weak point. The man got distracted when baby Lefwin began to cry. The warg sensed this and seized its moment, leaping for the man. Frederick realised too late his mistake, raising his sword he could only manage to graze the creature across its ribs as it closed its jaws around his throat crushing his windpipe. Lying there gasping for air Fredrick watched as two more creatures entered his house before his world turned to black.
