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The pack of beasts were humans transformed. They were cursed centuries ago by A tall black giant with dark magic. They were once innocent inhabitants of Galaway, a local town near Trevnor. They are now known as Brolay.

The Prince Grunts.

-Who Goes there?

The pack of Brolay encircles the Prince. The raven screeches and which only the prince understands.

-So there are Eight of you and one of me. What an even fight.

He clenches his grip and pulls his sword off the ground prepared for a fight.

The Brolays stop and face towards the center. One at a time, they lunge forward with their spears at hand. One by one, the Prince blocked and swung his longsword at the hogs. Three Brolays break off from the circle. Two runs after the Princess while once takes aim with his bow. Unaware, the Prince takes a shot to the back. His Dark armor was able to break the arrow but its impact knocked him to the ground.

At this moment, the Prince screams.

-Ladden!

Immediately the Raven screeches and dives towards the Brolay with the arrow. He pecks his eyes and flies towards the Two Brolays running after the Princess. The other 5 at once dashes towards the Prince.