Chapter 53 | Ignoramus

I aimed a poisoned arrow at the milling crowd. Things were falling apart in the attacker's organization, but just as Raphal and I had suspected, there were a couple below who were keeping the original plan, whatever it was, in motion. Raphal's presence was palpable as he moved into position and readied himself.

I stepped out from behind the tree and aimed my arrow at the third in command. I quickly transformed into a wolf and crept behind a large log. That guy had been keeping the majority of the attackers in line. He screamed in agony as his hands gripped the arrow lodged in his stomach. As they approached him, their heads turned toward him before spinning in the direction of the treeline.

I took a deep breath to boost my confidence. I would have shaken in my boots if I had been wearing them. I must be crazy. What was I thinking when I agreed to this?!

I climbed to the top of the log.

"There!"

One of them had noticed me right away. I proudly raised my head before grinning at those wh