Wolves and Claws

"We're fucked."

Minion cursed his heart out.

"What do you mean? She's a good person, right?" E asked Minion.

E did not do anything during the battle at all. It was too fast-paced for him to summon monsters. And suddenly, another person arrived and she dazzled everyone.

"Pay your fine or do your dues." The knight leader woman said unironically.

"Grrrrr." The werewolf replied. You can't really expect a werewolf to properly respond.

"Then pay with your blood!"

She shoved her shield and brandished her sword, successfully pushing the big bad werewolf away. She fixed her stance and soon glowed.

"Woah. Why is she glowing?" E commented from the side.

"Fighting fair is not her forte. She brought supporters with her." Minion replied with scorn.

"The Milky Path!"

"Reese of Strength!"

"Two Hasty Mints!"

Multiple spells were cast upon her by people who were wearing priest-like garbs. They all look like they were doing this out of pure goodwill because the look of their eyes was filled with hope.

"Aayyaaa, Let's do this!" The woman exclaimed.

She took the first step and within a blink of an eye, she reached the werewolf that was a few steps away. She used her shield to bash her way straight into the enemy.

"Haha!"

"Grrrrr."

The werewolf scowled. The enemy it was facing was using dirty tricks and was not hot-blooded. She used her brain and did not let him take any sort of advantage.

Had she used her sword to attack, the werewolf would have just struck her blade away with its claws. However, a shield was a different story.

Bash~

Whimper~

The werewolf tried to use its amazing speed to back off but it was surprised by the woman's swiftness.

"Grrrr."

After being bashed, the big werewolf staggered for a bit and lost control of its arm's movements. Which is to say, he was as defenseless your leftover pizza in the fridge.

With a sharp horizontal sweep of her sword, the woman broke through the werewolf's defense and left a glaring wound on its stomach. It was the first time the werewolf was injured in this battle.

"Wow." Enma said with a blank look.

"I know, right?" Annera added.

"I'm hungry." Bob was in his own world.

The werewolf knew that it was outmatched in strength. Although it was pretty strong, the over-buffed woman was simply stronger. The only thing it could use now was its superior speed.

"Kul Kul Kul."

The werewolf laughed then turned around. But when it turned around, it saw that someone was standing right behind him.

"Forgot something, asshole?"

Minion was channeling a spell.

"Mana Entanglement!"

It was a root type spell that used mana to bind the enemy. The amount of mana it uses depends on the enemy and the duration the spell was used.

In other words, Minion's mana was draining by the second, and the way things are, he can only hold it for 4 seconds.

"Grrrrrr."

The werewolf struggled within its binds, but the mana did not budge one bit and continued putting the werewolf in one place. Just like a dog on a leash.

Using the opportunity that Minion did his best to create, the woman charged just like earlier. However, she charged with her sword this time. It was clear that the enemy could not move so she did not care for defense.

Pierce~

The werewolf was pierced through its chest. But it wasn't enough. The woman's attack missed the heart by a banana's width.

Understanding her failure to finish off her enemy, the woman retrieved her sword and held her sword up high. She slashed it downward with all of her strength and managed to cut off one of the werewolf's left arm.

"Haha! You're unarmed!" Enma pointed with his missing right arm. He forgot that he lost his arm as well.

"Dude, you're also unarmed" Annera retorted.

"Cluck!"

"I don't know. Shouldn't we go and help?" Bob asked.

And just at that moment, Minion's mana was depleted and the mana entanglement was dispelled, letting the werewolf free from its bounds.

"Awoooo! Kul kul kul. kh kha ha haha."

The werewolf transformation slowly reverted and the man's face could be seen laughing. He was buck naked but he was still confident.

"You should have aimed for the head." The werewolf turned naked man said as he snapped his fingers.

Awoooo~~~~~~~

5, 6, 7, no, 9 werewolves came out Donut Houses and howled.

Suddenly, they were beset on all sides. Still, the woman had a smile on her face.

"Hahahaha. Is this why you were confident, heretic?" The woman said in a passive-aggressive tone.

"Perhaps? But that isn't something you should care about. You should cower in fear for your fated death." The naked man replied, still with confidence despite having such a small John.

"Oh really? Why do you think I will die? These dogs you called are no match for me."

"That is because. I. Am. Inevitable."

The man transformed once again. The strange thing was that his missing arm was growing from its stump. And when the transformation finished, his arm also finished growing, albeit being thinner than the original arm.

Now the big werewolf had both arms with right arm looking all muscular while the left arm was lanky. The big werewolf looked like it was busy beating its meat for days that his other arm went limp.

"Oh? That was what you were counting on?" The woman did not back down.

"Because I forgot to tell you. Did you really think I wouldn't use my techniques?" She continued.

"Grrrr?"

"Hahahaha. 'Diabetic Blade' should activate right. about. now."

After the woman said that, the big werewolf suddenly felt its blood flow faster. The flowing blood was too fast that his heart was overclocking. Despite having liquid cooling, the damage on his veins was too much.

"Oh? You're suffering more than I thought. Is it because you transformed?"

Feeling lightheaded, the big werewolf fell to its knees. It was experiencing the effect of high blood pressure, which incapacitated it. The smaller werewolves didn't understand what was happening.

"Grrrrr!"

But they had the numerical advantage. They snarled at the group of people but didn't attack because they're wary of what was happening to their leader.

"Oh. And by the way." The woman said as she slowly made her way towards the big werewolf.

"I am Fera."

She put her sword back to its sheat and pulled a small dagger from her waist. It looked more like a butter knife though, having the same theme as her sword that looked like a giant knife.

Slit~

She slit the big werewolf's throat, causing a small wound to open.

The wound was negligible to any normal person, but the werewolf that was just wounded was diabetic. The blood flow was fast and it was smooth.

Awooooooo~

"Shut it!"

The smaller werewolves howled but they were silenced by Fera. She should be named fear instead because she was scary. And while the big werewolf suffered slowly, she stood in place.

"What are you waiting for? Let's clean this place up." Fera stated.

"Who? Me?" Bob asked.

"No."

"Cluck."

Knights suddenly showed up from the alley entrance. They were numbered in the 20s, which meant that there are now more people than werewolves.

"Looks like you are outnumbered. Shall we begin?"

Whimper~

The werewolves all tucked their tails between their legs and cowered in fear. They were afraid of the woman, especially of her butter knife that caused blood to gush out. They had that misconception in their heads.

At that point, it's useless for me to describe the scene. Just imagine a couple of guys beating up dogs.

When all of the werewolves disintegrated, Fera turned her attention towards the group of people that were here before her.

"Are you hungry?" She asked.

"No." Minion replied instantly. He didn't want to get involved with this woman at all.

"But I heard one of you saying he was hungry."

"That was me." Bob owned up to it.

When she heard Bob's reply, she nodded her head and walked near Bob.

"Bless you, oh Child of Meteder." Fera turned solemn.

"May food be bountiful." And Bob replied religiously.

"Report to the church's banquet hall by the end of this fiasco."

"What for?"

"Tonight, we dine."

Seeing Bob and Fera hitting it off, everyone within the party was relieved. Things were going to be over and they learned a couple of things from this encounter.

The knights continued roaming around and killing all werewolves they could find. Of course, they fight the werewolves with numbers. After a few hours, the event in Donut City concluded.

*You have survived and fought off the werewolves' first wave of attacks.

*You have been given the title: Defender Against Wolves and Claws.

*Defender Against Wolves and Claws

-This title is an event title that has a permanent effect. Gained upon surviving the first werewolf attack.

-Title Effect: 5% incoming damage reduction from all canine attacks.

Everyone within Donut City appreciated the title effect. That includes E's party of misfits. However, someone was not in a celebrative mood.

'Bob. What are you?'