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After Neik and Kyanna's conversation was interrupted by a terrible joke, the group had set off. Not even a few minutes after they had left the small village the inn belonged to, and they were already being attacked by a pack of wild wolves. These wolves were often considered Wolf Gods, which were borderline monsters, rather than regular animals. It wasn't something unfamiliar to Neik in the slightest. He'd slain many of these giant beasts before he was even 15. However, that didn't mean they weren't a force to be reckoned with...

Hearing them before they could be seen, Neik immediately jumped back and took a defensive pose as a blue aura suddenly surrounded him. The next moment, he'd pulled an intricately woven sword from thin air, which materialized in the form of appeared to be thousands of shattered crystals, until its form was vividly complete. Once this strange from of magic, the likes of which none there aside from the user itself had seen before now, was finished illuminating Neik's body, he stood at the ready.

"Wolves!" he shouted just as the pack emerged from the cover of trees beside the group's path. Clementine responded to their sudden appearance with a very clumsy attempt at fending one of them off, which resulted in her rapier being stolen from her by the wolf whose hide she thrust into. The hilt of the weapon was seen for a flash before it disappeared within the pack of wolves as they stood their ground, snarling at their prey whilst pacing back and forth, searching for some kind of opening. There was a total of 5 wolves in all; one for each member of the group fending them off. Whether that number was meant to evenly fill these wolves' bellies or for each hero to have a chance at slaying such a monstrous beast was still up for debate. That being said, Neik wasn't about to die here to a bunch of mangy mutts, even if that meant he had to slay them all himself.

Scowling at Clementine's poor performance, Neik charged in ahead of the group, as was his style; quick, preemptive, and powerful. Pulling out a couple of small blades from his blue aura, he flung each one at the wolves flanking his left and right; the speed and aim of the blades were unprecedented, far faster than what Kyanna had thrown in a fit of anger towards Neik moments previously. The blades jammed into the eye of either wolf, stunning them for as long as required to allow Neik the chance he needed to go after his personal target; the wolf with the rapier stuck in its back. Giving the wolf barely any time to counter, Neik jumped, kicked the wolf in the side of the head, and swung his sword down onto its back. The wolf having been in motion as he did so threw his trajectory off a tad, thus resulting in him losing the desired power that was intended. His sword now stuck halfway through the beast's back, it was clear that it was a goner; more than half of its flesh was nearly cleaved in two, and it was bleeding profusely. Not letting go of his weapon in the way Clementine had done before him, he switched his hold on it, now propelling himself in midair as the wolf ran to the side of the pack. 2 other wolves were closing in on his rear, so he chose to act fast. Flipping up above the wolf, he planted his boot directly down onto the bottom of the hilt of Clementine's blade, jamming the rapier into its intended target: the monster's heart.

In a loud thump of fur and flesh, the giant wolf fell to the ground, dead. Wasting no more time, Neik spun around to the wolf's other side, using the leverage and momentum to free his blade, whilst clutching hold of Clementine's rapier with his free hand, pulling it from the beast lying dead at his feet with a spin to face the 2 wolves closing in. Now slightly covered in the blood of the monster, Neik prepared for the second assault, almost forgetting that he was not alone as he usually was. Bringing the blade up that reminded him of that, he tossed it, hilt up, to its rightful owner, who caught it with a fumbling display of her regular clumsiness.

"NEVER lose your weapon in battle...!" he spat out at the girl behind him, not taking his eyes off the wolves who chose to stop halfway through their assault, which now went back to snarling threats once more. He was angry at her amateur display of fighting, and had a few more choice words for her, but they would have to come later, after they were finished with this lot...