Scarlet met the beast head-on, claws extended.
The impact when they collided was tremendous.
But Scarlet was stronger than I'd realized.
Her claws sinking deep into its shoulders, her legs bracing against the cobblestones.
The beast's momentum drove her back several feet, her boots scraping against stone, but she held.
Then, with a grunt of effort and a savage twist, she threw it.
WHOOSH!
The boar flew backward, airborne for a good ten feet before crashing into the door of the first house, the one where Tessa and Crew One were positioned.
Damn. She's very strong.
I made a mental note not to piss her off more than necessary.
From inside the house, I heard screams, but not just fear. Battle cries. The sound of weapons striking flesh, again and again. The plan was working.
One more wolf tried to break past me toward the houses. I modified the ground beneath it mid-stride, creating a sudden depression that caught its front legs.
