Zoe POV

Vark looks at the wolves surrounding him and makes a decision — not retreat, not negotiation, something else entirely. A single enormous sound tears out of him and he launches himself at the nearest warrior before the echo has finished moving through the air. There's no warning in it, no readup, no telegraph of intention. One moment he is standing in the center of the encirclement, and the next that warrior is on the ground and Vark is already pivoting to the next one. A ...