Forged Destiny [Book 4: Ch. 10]

A Canis roared as it cleared the wall, its maw opened wide as it lunged for a young soldier's face with teeth extended. The boy – older than me, but still a boy – cried out in fear, his own weapons buried in the flank of a lizard-like Grimm already dying before him. The sharp teeth would puncture his armour and tear out his throat in one go.

My hand caught it about the throat. The wolf-like beast howled and spat, but I surged forwards with a roar and slammed its body down on the sharpened tops of the wooden wall. It twitched atop it, impaled and dying as another closed in from the side.

—Forged Destiny [Book 4: Ch. 10]