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Fred drives the sword deep into the werewolfs abdomen just as the beast
comes within range. The creature lets out a shrill whimper and then,
silence. Fred feels the warm, wet blood trickling down the blade of his
sword. Quickly, Fred pulls himself up, still holding on to the sword, and
pushes the creature off of his blade with his foot. In the darkness, he
can hear faint whimper, like the sound of a starving puppy.
Fred staggers up to the hill and collapses next to Katrina. "Katrina" he whispers. "Are you alright?" He feels for a pulse. She has one. He checks her breathing. Normal. He assumes that the lightning spell she conjured drained her energy and she just needs rest. Fred would have given all his wealth to be able to rest as well, but he couldn't risk it. Not after what just happened. Slowly, he sits upright and lays his bloody sword on his lap. He places his hands and the wound. It's about as wide as a coin. He then realizes that something is driven up it. Clenching his teeth, he grasps the object and pulls as hard as he can. The pain was unbearable. He had felt as though his neck was going to be torn off. The scream he'd cried was inhuman. After several minutes of catching his breath, he stared down and the object which he'd pulled out. It was the beast's tooth."Curse you beast" Fred says aloud. He stares off into the darkness. He can still hear the creature whimpering softly. "You're still alive?" Fred says loudly. "Good. I hope you're great pain. I hope you suffer."Eventually, the beast's cries cease the crackling of the fire is the only noise that can be heard.
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