The pack was scattered but not finished. There were seven remaining, reorganizing faster than he'd expected, the corruption in them apparently included something that processed threat and adapted to it.
Three broke toward the civilians still moving across the open ground between the fence and the central building, a group of maybe fifteen people, some of them carrying children, none of them moving fast enough.
Valeria reached them first.
He saw it happen from twenty meters away and it wasn't something he had a clean framework for. She came into the first wolf from the side at a speed that made the animal's attempt to turn toward her completely irrelevant, got both hands into the scruff of its neck, and used its own momentum to redirect it face-first into the ground with enough force that the impact sent a visible shudder through the earth.
