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The winds began to build strength as the heavy cloud covering and buffeting snow threatened to plunge the night into pitch black darkness. Even the Captain's voice had a hard time piercing through the impregnable shroud of the merciless northern weather. [color=4b86b4]"Gather up and force your way through the opposition, Cadets!"[/color] she shouted as she forced her way through the attacking wolves, defeating a trio before she reached the ones threatening the group with falling boulders.

Right behind them, the leader of the pack lurked. A wolf almost twice as large as the others with scars covering all of its body. Certainly, that was a beast that had seen more than it's fair share of battles during its life. A cunning and brutal hunter who knew no remorse or hesitation.

[color=4b86b4]"Degraff, Brandeau, Ti'Amtum! We are going to take a shortcut, use your abilities to bring Wagnil to the hilltop,"[/color] The Captain yelled as he readied her weapon, waiting for the dire wolf's charge. [color=4b86b4]"Giltwith, Clemmons, you two support them! The rest of you, hold the rearguard and get ready to retreat as soon as the others sign you."[/color] As soon as she finished laying out her orders, the Captain engaged the leader of the pack, leaving the fate of the Cadets in their own hand once more.