C49 Chapter 49 - To punish or forgive

The rogues climbed up the hill toward me. I held my ground and growled my disapproval at them. Higher ground was better in a fight, so I stayed and watched them.

I remembered seeing them at the cabin; that memory-filled me with anger.

They were taken by surprise by my presence because they did not plan their attack. Neither did they attack together. I toyed with them for some time