| No sooner than Fred had made the wish Alicia gasps and points off to
the left a bit of the bloody wolf. Fred looks and silently curses. A silver
furred humanoid wolf. Loam, is laying prone in the shadows of a tree. A
quick glance shows that Loam is still alive, but Fred can see dozens of
scratch and bite marks all over the hug werewolf's body. A dribble of blood
also is leaking from the werewolf's head. How......
Fred looks back at the bloody wolf, and blinks as he sees it shift into
. . . . something similar to Loam, but with a MUCH more bestial form .
. . . and a face without a trace of humanity in it. It's . . . . a nightmare
visage. A nightmare version of a werewolf. Red, glowing eyes and slobbering
mouth look at Fred and Alicia. It is full of hate, and very little intelligence.
However, the club that is studded with . . . . metallic coins looks to
need little in the way of intelligence to use.
"Alicia, we've got to stop this guy before he finishes off Loam." Fred
says grimly. "He killed his bear friend with it, and he's going to kill
Loam with it also." Fred wishes he could send Alicia away, to be out of
harms way as he fights this beast, but he's become familiar enough with
Alicia to know that's not going to happen. Besides, Alicia has shown skills
and resources she's gained from her experience of becoming a werefox. One
of which, is fighting.
The battle is fierce, intense, but short. With Alicia's help, Fred is
able to wrest away the club from the beast. With the skill of years of
practice that all knights get with melee weapons, Fred is able to cave
in the skull of the beast. Fred limps over to Alicia, and immobilizes her
broken arm with his medical skills her learned in the field. Then they
both build a litter and put the unconscious Loam in it and drag him back
to the village.
Wounds mend at an obscene rate, due to the lycanthropey. Soon, the three
lycanthropes: Loam, Fred, and Alicia are called forward to see somebody
named Carradene. He has questions about the battle. Seems that the sudden
appearance of silver is most disturbing.
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