Otis's POV:

"You really have a way to deal with Bruce?"

Conrad's eyes focused on me, worry flickering inside his ghostly green pupils.

"Don't worry, you know how fast I am."

I gave him a reluctant rub on his warm fur, then I turned around and faced the huge figure with brown fur in front of me.

Conrad was now exhausted, and a few hundred feet ahead there was a group of wounded Dusk Pack warriors.

If Conrad and Bruce fight, not only is the creepy man in the tree a threat, but the group of wounded Dusk Pack warriors may sneak up on them.

But now that I've just...