Whisper shoots an arrow into one of the approaching animals. It wounds the creature who seems to have little reaction.
A voice can be telepathically heard to both of you, "I will dine well tonight. I will defile the flesh of the living and then drink your souls. Feel great pride in yourselves, you will sustain me."
The pack pounces.
Two miss Koregar, but one critically strikes the dwarf for 12 points of damage.
One strikes Whisper successfully for 7 points of damage.
Parties turn.