Elissa was knocked this way and that by her invisible attackers, the wolf on the left latching on to her left arm and nearly ripping it off. If not for the fact that her armor held it captive, that arm would probably have fallen to the deck. She screamed again as powerful jaws dug into her studded leather and heavy bodies she could not see solidly hit.

Her high-pitched, maddened scream was abruptly cut off when her throat was torn out, the sound becoming a gurgle and then ceasing while blood fountained from the ragged hole that was left behind. She was dead before she hit the deck.