"Help!" I scream.

The man on the horse turns. The soldiers turn. I run over to him. I can feel the wolves' evil behind me. I can hear their growls and their running. The horse yelps. I run right over to him before falling to catch my breath. He looks at me.

"What's wrong?" He raises an eyebrow.

I look up at him. I gasp for air. How can I describe this? His eyes narrow. I cock my head. He had armor, a red cape, and a red ribbon tying back his hair. I pull my hair back. I can't form the words in my throat. They seem to be clogged.

"My lady, what is wrong?" He asks.

"I... I... I need your help." I grip my arm.

"What did that?" He asks pointing to my arm.

I point to the woods. The howls have gotten louder. His eyes narrow. He takes out a sword. Oh no, oh no, oh no. My breathe tightens. His horse screams. The wolf monsters jump out. He jumps. I jump back. I see them charge.

"Soldiers! Attack!" He yells.

"Wait!" I yelp.

The soldiers charge. It's going to be a blood massacre. The wolves charge with teeth of swords. He grabs my arm and pulls me onto the horse. I look at him in surprise. He grips my waist. I get pushed onto his body and my face hits his armor.

"Hold on!" He yells.

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