Hideaway Strath A Test Of Faith.

It all quickly clicks into place. 

Ah, so this is why he called us.

Nyra watched her Grandmaster attentively, drinking in every word. 
The Shieldmaiden took notice of the poor young thing, as realization hit her like a fully loaded semi-truck. 
This crippled she-wolf was going to die. 

And she begged for her life. 

Nyra's golden eyes gleamed with lethal fire as she joined, the poor girl scrambling for footing as blood seeped from the wound in her side - only for Nyra to blast into her, making her careen onto her back harshly as the Shieldmaiden brought wicked teeth down on her inner shoulder, her chest.

She would tear her apart.