Despite our times on and off watch through the night and then the daylight hours, Elijah and I continued to gain strength. Partaking of the well water liberally, helped tremendously.
I was on the last watch before our departure when the jackals returned. I nudged Elijah awake.
As it was still light, we had a better view of these animals than last time.
They were horribly deformed, as well as emaciated. Their obvious hunger was spurring them to the attack.
Elijah cracked the lead one on the head with his staff. Its skull fractured in pieces and its body fell in a heap. The other jackal turned and fled.
We set out as planned, remaining on guard against its return.