The beasts were all around Nuriel now and they began to inch closer. Their claws were sharp and their eyes were red and their teeth were yellow. At first they hovered at the edge of the clearing, darting in and out of sight, but as time passed they grew bolder. Nuriel shuddered at their grotesquery.
When they began to get so close that she could almost feel their hot breath on her skin, Nuriel began to sing. At first her song wavered, as though in fear, then suddenly grew stronger. The beasts hesitated. Nuriel’s song burst forth like a sunrise. It rang out triumphant and strong and the beasts howled their terror. Then it changed and thundered of justice and a righteous fury and the beasts fell back as though struck by a mighty blow.
When the sun rose, Nuriel fixed herself breakfast, packed her bags, and went on her way.
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