Deravan seemed to have the more alert wolf covered, so I decided to take advantage of the other wolf's dazed state, and I fired off a fire spell, though... something seemed a bit off about the spell. I tried to control it, but the thing went haywire, almost hurting me, and nearly burning the wolf to a crisp once it hit the thing. Somehow, the thing still stood there, but, its tail was between its legs, and it was already looking for an escape route, a way out of this place. The thing's packmate, however, was a bit more brave, preferring to run up to me to bite me right in the stomach, though, thankfully, my armor took most of the blow, and, as if it was some sort of retribution for what I did to its friend, the bite hurt... a lot. As soon as I managed to get the thing to loosen its grip, I tried to head towards the back of the group, though, I felt like I couldn't cast another spell, even if I tried, at least, not one that would be helpful in a fight. "Th...this is bad... I really should have rested when I had... the chance..." I said to my teammates. I then notice a new guy, a drake who was wearing Miles' clothes. "Oh as if this day couldn't get any worse for me... now I gotta fight a drake, too!? This world just wants me dead, doesn't it?" I end up saying, even if it was right in front of the drake's face, I kinda wanted him to hear it, maybe it would convince him to leave me alone, somehow. The air seemed thick, as if I was breathing in more moss than actual air thanks to my current condition, but I felt like I could stand... maybe even against another attack, just, not from these wolves.