Aria
My head whipped to our left when we heard a low roar. I could smell a bison coming here. It seemed alone, though I knew its kind travels in group. This one must be a stray one or something.
“Stay here. I’ll face the bison and chase it away,” I stated.
“What? A bison? No!” Dominick immediately disagreed. His breath clouded in front of his face. “A bison can get over a thousand kilograms, even two thousand! Imagine when it attacks you head on!”
I rolled my eyes. “It’s just an animal, Dominick. Nothing I can’t handle. I faced demons! Remember?” I transfigured into my half-deer form. My golden antlers glowed, giving off light for everyone.
“I’ll be right behind you.” Libby took out her sword.
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