*Suddenly, from out of the bushes, three dark red... figures imerge from the forest. They seem to be of average hight for a wolf, but they are covered with a tatered black robe that covers theri entire body. A low hood hides there face from view. however, whats odd about them is, they are compleatly soaked in blood. Blood drips from them in steady, unending streams. They are almost entirely red from top to bottom. They also lacked feet and were instead floating about a foot over the ground. The screaming creatures flew, at impecable speed, through our ranks, slashing everyone with their long, bloody swords. Everyone gets hit, and then suddenly, they fly off of the edge of the cliff and seem to dissapear. As I lie on the ground (Many of us were knocked down) I clutch my wound and grunt* "What the H*** was that?!"