knock knock! (SIEGE)

It was an invasion, what else could explain it? At the summoning howl of an unfamiliar king, the ever so loyal militant would stride to the scene. The stench of not one, but two packs filled her nostrils almost instantly. Her sharp gaze didn't even have to see the mongrel bodies known as enemy fighters to recognise the boiling war. Perhaps for some a raid was described as infuriating but to her, the chance to defend and maim for a cause was rather exciting. Insane, maybe. With such thoughts running through her skull, adrenaline pounded in her veins as her swift form slipped through the figures of other Arcanum fighters. No attacks had commenced, although any soul could feel the hostile tension rise in the air. The thought was pushed aside as the woman eagerly listened to the head warrior's command, allowing every word to sink into her prepared stance.
"What a surprise." Toxins shaped into a languid taunt, tone simply amused by the display before her. The two packs that stood their ground weren't merely as eager as Arcanum was. Had such wolves lost their energy for a thrilling sport? What a shame, the warrior was looking forward to a decent fight. But nevertheless, they would fall beneath the weight of Arcanum, no matter their skills. Now, she only had to pick a target, unless her opponent charged straight at her...