“Nesha!" Theo called to his right.
The brilliant silver head of a wolf jerked up to look over at him. Theo pointed a hand to a small hill where a giant person was fighting as hard as they could, but still losing despite his size. The enemy was throwing ropes and binding his body faster than he could toss them off.
A vague sense of recognition came over Neivayka. Was that Pontius? She thought in shock. She knew he had the power to change his shape, but she would have never believed that he would have the power to transform himself into a giant of a creature.
All the people of Light disguised themselves in one form or another for whatever reason they wanted. Mostly, Neivayka figured it was out of fear of the others knowing exactly who and what they were. Especially now that something as e
