*Erik*
The door to the longhouse closes, and I howl- the signal that it is time to attack. Wolves rush in from every angle, viciously attacking the unsuspecting men attempting to save their barn. They never even noticed the house, but that is fine. We’ll burn it all to the ground before we leave, anyway.
The sounds are music to my soul. The screams of terror, coupled with the sounds of tearing flesh, send goosebumps up my spine. I inhale deeply, and in my shifted state, I can smell the blood spraying out, even at this distance.
High-pitched screams come from the longhouse now, and I watch the Jarl run toward them, but the door does not open. He shoves and pounds on it before running back and throwing his body into it. It doesn’t budge.
I had told myself I would not, but I shif
