Not even allowing Silas a moment of thought, the wolf snapped its tail back, driving the other two forward with brutal precision, targeting his head.
Silas's left hand flashed forward, brushing the two tails to the side with a sharp swing of his daggers.
"Uhmm, Amelia, you can be a hindrance here," he said, turning back to Amelia while blocking the wolf's strike aimed at his head.
Amelia nodded, leaping up smoothly.
The pain in her shoulder stung her, but she managed to stay clear-headed.
She landed softly on a branch before a slow whimper escaped her mouth.
Silas ducked back quickly, avoiding a strike from the tail.
His aether flared, coating his body and daggers in a sheen of blue.
He said no words. His body shot forward, closing the gap in an instant.
His right hand pierced forward, towards the wolf's head.
The wolf jumped back, dodging the attack by a close margin.
Silas did not back down. His dagger struck again, slashing towards the wolf's head.
