Finally, several rushed in at once and Shion's parents swung madly to fend them off, their ox kicking wildly as wolves lunged upon it. Her brothers looked up in confusion as Shion cried out at her parents suffering multiple bites. She ripped a lantern off the wall, hurling it out the window and crashing to the ground, igniting a pile of rice that had been left out to dry under a tarp.
The wolves balked momentarily at the surprise gout of flame, giving her parents the reprieve to fatally wound two of the wolves, but there was easily half a dozen more, and they began to recover from their brief confusion, closing in on her parents again. Shion swallowed her fear and leapt through the window, a surprising strength surging through her and giving her clarity and focus.
Her mother yelled at her, telling Shion to go back, but even at her young age she knew that without her parents, the whole family was doomed, to starvation if nothing else.
She gripped the sickle tightly, running to her parents, and she felt herself becoming faster and faster - she cut down a wolf in an instant, surprising the others, who turned to the smaller target and leapt upon her, knocking the sickle away. She cried in pain as they bit into her arms and torso, while she covered her neck and head. Her strength surged again and she tackled a wolf to the ground, grabbing its legs and swinging it overhead, slamming it into the ground with a sickening crunch. She turned to the remaining wolves, snarling - and felt that strange strength leave her, falling to her knees as her parents cut the others down, the survivors fleeing into the night.
As she began to lose consciousness, she only caught one confused word from her father.