Chapter 135: Spirit Guide
By that point, Arthur and Gunnar already had their swords drawn.
When Kara scrambled out of the house and onto the roof, it wasn’t hard to tell that a giant beast was approaching the place. Considering its large, furry paws helped it remain on top of the snow, it could easily jump onto the roof and get to Irene.
However, at Kara’s insistence that they ought not to shoot, not a weapon was put away, but incredulous looks were given to the old woman.
"Mother?" Arthur questioned, his tone trying to remain even despite the threat ahead.
Luckily the northern dire wolf had stopped in its trek forward. Surprisingly it seemed like the sight of Kara had done the trick.
"It is a spirit guide!" she insisted. "It’s here because I have offerings for it. There was leftover deer this season and I froze it outside. Arthur, you will find it alongside the eastern wall. Please get it."
Even though Arthur did what Kara implored him to do, he still couldn’t hold back his comments as he went on.
"You’re leaving raw food outdoors when there are beasts prowling around?" he asked. "People die every year practicing much more caution than this."
"I insist," Kara stated calmly. "The moment you give her the offering then she will be on her way as usual. As long as I keep my spirit guide fed through the winter, she’ll continue to stave off necromancers and the like. I’m safer with a beast than something trying to manipulate my soul the closer I creep to the afterlife."
"How very grim," Irene uttered. "You ought to not say things like that."
"It is a privilege to go to the afterlife," Kara reminded Irene. "That very tattoo I gave you will guide you to paradise one day. We will all be able to love one another forever."