Princess Fiona, watched as David caused mass devastation towards the army of wolves. Just the first move, and he killed over thirty thousand wolves.
It was an amazing feat. One that she saw for the first time ever since knowing him. 'I knew he was freakishly strong, but not THIS strong. That's mythical!!'
She rooted for him subconsciously, like a fan girl hyping up her idol. But then it clicked to her that there were still over a million wolves sorounding him. 'Uh-oh. This is bad. He's going to die!!'
She could not understand how there were so many wolves around them, when her father estimated that there would be a total of a hundred thousand wolves sorounding humanity.
Yet there were already millions within this Cardinal direction, let alone the other three directions. 'Were their estimations wrong?' She thought to herself, submerged within worry.