Cowering back against the stone, she focused all her energy on maintaining her shield as the werewolves threw themselves at it, using their bodies as battering rams. She gritted her teeth, feeling each impact like a physical blow as her magic held them off. Their snapping jaws inched closer to her as she ceded ground, her shield becoming smaller and smaller as she tired, but still it held. Seconds turned into minutes, which in turn felt like hours as the strain wore on her, sweat beading on her brow. Her entire body ached yet the wolves were unrelenting, their numbers allowing them to keep up a constant barrage.