I hit the wall very hard, I couldn't tell how far I was.
I haven't been thrown like that since the prince...
I couldn't even feel my head on my shoulders.
I hadn't had a feeling similar to blacking out since I was alive. This was close and it wasn't pleasant. It was an all encompassing sound, the last of a river of blood emptying down a waterfall like the frothing howl of a flushing toilet.
I took in my pain quietly though, I think it was the only thing that saved our lives.
I could taste the blood in my mouth , Iron, Anger, and a Pale White Light.
The Hunter whispered to me "Vato, get up."
I had just bowled them over and out of the way of the silver one. It was immense, I didn't think the Hunter would survive it. I barely did. I haven't felt the pull to protect one of us like that in a long while. Things were not looking good then; That had to be two hour long minutes ago...
I thrust my hand deep into the lake of blood and pulled from it my wolf's eyes.
The darkness opened up before me.
I quickly counted nine corpses of corpses spread between the trees. I watched the strongest one get torn in half right then. I met with their eyes as they rolled and became a cloud of wafting ash.
The Hunter was about to pounce again, I tugged at their hand.
I was covered in blood, I didn't say a word, but they knew what I meant.
We ran.