Just then, a massive copper flash tore by Raven as Jacob smashed into a group of guards. He barked ferociously as he slashed and chomped, feeling no pain either. Three spears had been stuck in him - one in his back, one in one of his front legs, and one in one of his back legs, but he didn't care. He turned to Raven, a look of worry and somewhat guilt on his face, but quickly turned back to some more guards and went back to slaughtering.<br/><br/>Arthur took out a few more guards and noticed four guards surrounding an white wolf - the wolf morphed into Trance, who had a gash on his side from being stuck by a spear. Trance was Arthur's closest friends besides Raven in the pack, and Arthur flew into a rage and attacked the guards, and Trance swore Arthur's eyes were red. He drop kicked one with both feet so hard it crushed the guard's backplate and broke his spine, and swept the feet of the second guard and donkey kicked him in the face so hard it snapped his neck. He stood and grabbed another guard by the throat and threw him into the last one, and they were instantly torn apart by a passing Jacob. "You okay?" he asked as he slung Trance over his shoulder, placed his hand on Trance's side to stop the bleeding, and hurried over to the healing tent.<br/>Trance smiled weakly. "I'll be *cough* fine... you fought like a true werewolf back there... *cough cough*"<br/><br/>Sent from my SM-S820L using Tapatalk