Director Caius grabbed my hand, pulling me behind him as we ran through the crowd.

We pushed past the playground until we reached an empty area where no people were in sight. Both of us stopped, panting hard.

Caius glanced around cautiously, then pushed me behind him.

“Stay close to me,” he muttered.

The park lights barely reached this part of the grounds. Shadows stretched long and heavy, making it hard to see, but I heard snarling sounds circling us.

Caius rolled up his sleeves. In a blur, he moved, fast, precise, deadly. Snarls turned into whimpers, followed by heavy thuds against the ground.

One of them nearly got to...