Out of the Frying Pan, into the Fire!
I’ll have you know I don’t intend to die so easily!
Well, I’m all bark and no bite though.
I’m still just a baby.
It’s not like I suddenly grew up and became strong enough to defeat this wolf.
Regardless, I still don’t want to die, so can you not kill me, Wolfie?
I’m trying to make myself seem as harmless as possible here.
(Not like that’s too difficult though)
Anyway, this wolf is really starting to make me nervous.
It’s just standing there… staring at me.
I guess it’s time to break out my ace in the hole then.
If I succeed, then I’ll be safe.
However, if I fail …
Just don’t fail then, me.
Resolving myself, I muster all of the strength in this powerless body of mine, and shout out towards the heavens.
In response to my warrior spirit, the wolf jumps a bit.
Hm, that’s not as good a reaction as I would have liked though.
At the very least, the wolf is starting to move around more now.
I wonder what it intends to do?
It’s pacing around, but it doesn’t seem to have any intention of attacking me.
Could it be thinking about something I wonder?
Hm, well, as long as it’s not going to attack me, I don’t need to worry about it.
I just wish someone would come along and pick me up.
I’m starting to get a little hungry.
It’s also starting to get a little cold.
Wolfie started to howl.
Could it be calling for backup?
This isn’t good.
I obviously saved myself with that shout earlier, but when its backup gets here, I’d be defenseless again.
Ah, a reply.
I suppose it was a bit much to think there would only be one wolf in this forest.
However, that reply isn’t the only thing that responds to this wolf’s howl.
Although the voices sounded distant, even Wolfie looked a bit nervous hearing all the rough noises.
They sound familiar, but I’m not too sure where I remember this sound.
I don’t end up waiting too long though, because as I’m trying my hardest to remember the sound, I hear all kinds of noise heading in our direction.
Even the ground was shaking a bit.
Not long after that, a horde of goblins break into the small clearing.
I hope you called in some powerful backup, Wolfie, because this situation is a bi~t dangerous.
Actually, if I think about it, based on how easily Wolfie dealt with Goblin A from earlier, it might be able to escape.
So … doesn’t that mean I’m the only one in any real danger here!?
Awawa, don’t leave me Wolfie!
However, contrary to my panicked thoughts, Wolfie only gets into a guard.
It’s as if this wolf intends to fight this horde…
I know I’m not particularly in a position to criticize here, Wolfie, but isn’t this horde too much to fight alone?
There’s at least twenty of them in this clearing, and if I focus I can almost make out the shape of more in the surrounding forest.
Wait a minute, why are there so many goblins here!?
Their response was a bit too quick for them to have gathered this many numbers.
Do they move in groups or something?
In that case, why was Goblin A all by itself?
Hm, for some reason my head hurts a little.
This shouldn’t have caused it though.
I feel like I’ve thought about things much harder than this, and yet never got any pain from it.
Well, since thinking hurts my head apparently, I won’t bother with it.
Goblin A was just there because he was, and this horde is here because they are, and Wolfie will fight both because of some reason.
Ah, I feel much better now.
It’s as if a weight has been lifted from my tiny body.
Now, go Wolfie!
As if it could read my thoughts, Wolfie begins to move.
It seems it’ll be taking the initiative this time.
With so many enemies, it’d be arrogant if you let them attack first, Wolfie.
Now, slowly, ever so slowly, single out the weakest one and then strike!
Ignoring the me who is shouting out from time to time, Wolfie continues to guard.
It seems as if Wolfie is intent on waiting for its backup.
Can’t you let me have my fun though?
Bah, no fun, Wolfie.
I really should stop thinking things like this though.
After all, it seems like every time I do, something happens.
For example, right now, the ground is shaking again, but this time it’s the goblins who look nervous.
I have to wonder what would cause a horde of this size to be so nervous.
Could these wolves be the bosses of the forest, and they’re all coming here to back up this one wolf!?
Uwah, impressive, Wolfie.
A new respect for you has blossomed within my chest.
I still won’t let you eat me though.
At this point, Wolfie has stopped being so on-guard, and is now looking in the direction of the noise.
Unfortunately, the noise is directly behind me, and I don’t have enough strength to tilt my neck in order to see what’s coming.
Suddenly, the ground shakes more violently than it has so far and I hear a ferocious growl.
It’s to the point where I don’t think a simple onomatopoeia would be enough to cover the intensity of this thing.
Regardless, it’s intense enough for the goblins, and they all run as far away from this clearing as they can.
Hehe, some of them are even tripping over themselves to get away.
In truth, I know that this is just me distracting myself from what is about to come, but at least it’s funny.
If I’m going to die, I want to go out with a smile on my face.
So now, although I don’t want to die, I’m prepared, so do your worst, wolves!
I’ve been alone for longer than I can remember, death is sweet compared to a hell like that!
What’s going on?
Plenty of time has gone by.
Why have I not felt the friendly hand of death?
Cautiously, I open one of my eyes a fraction.
However, at the scene in front of me, my eyes go wide and I can’t help but let out a word in shock.
After all, although Wolfie is still there in front of me, there’s also a rea~lly tall woman standing with it.
I also can’t feel anything behind me anymore, but whatever it was, it couldn’t have been this woman.
That growl was too powerful to come from a person.
W-what’s going on?
These are the last thoughts I have before my surroundings go dark.
Author’s Note: As always, sorry for the lateness, and thank you for sticking with this foolish me.