Fangs And Claws

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Elsa was simply tired at her current ordeal. All ready she has expended too much magic in her system that every breath she take was much a labor to her. Their strengths did do them honor--the dark wolves are-- for they are much a strong predatoric monster as they are. Luckily, Frosty's sudden appearance offered her a brief rest of the tension she had. Relaxing a bit, but not completely for there are two remaining wolves preying on her.

For a short interval, she capitalize on that moment to catch as much air as she can and even her breath. Scowling on the wolves with a grim facàde. She scrunch her knuckles again as she prepared once more. The wolves are growling at her and staring daggers through her like a dart board. Hesitating still, even with the help of her summoned beast--the ice golem that is Marshmallow--the wolves proved to be capable of dealing with her than any of her former enemies.

The wolves are closing in fast and closing in deadly. She still doesn't know the most effective way to kill them.

A sharp crack was heard again, courtesy of Frosty's doing. The rag of a wolf was then trown off to the two who are targeting Snowflake, sending the two rolling from the side.

Frosty growled at Snowflake with his slitted blues eyes staring at her sharp as daggers would be. He's between human form and Werewolf form. A partial shift. "Don't stop moving or they might get you. Wolves lack agility, unlike vampires so use that to your advantage. Side step is a more effective way to evade, so do it when it comes. Also, don't take them head on, you can't outpower them so outwit them." Frosty sharply stated at Snowflake, sharp it made her winced and cringed. What is up with him today?

Taking that to heart she quickly devise a simple plan to take them down at once. Snowflake jump off of Marshmallow's shoulder and land to the ground. Marshmallow bellowed at them before dissipating into thing air. Her magic has worn off on him.

Smirking she has indeed finally found the most effective to defeat wolves. It's so obvious yet she didn't even chaste a thought about it. Well, she was used on long range battle.

The wolves, not needing anymore incentive, charge at Snowflake with the speed of a freight train. Although Elsa was not as fast as other vampires, she is still quick enough to dodge the upcoming attack. Once the first wolf attempted to bite her, she jump up. With a calculative move, she landed right on the wolf's back.

She quickly took hold of the beast's head and clutch with all her might. The wolf tried to wriggled free, jumping and shaking fervently, but Snowflake took her hold firm. Using her vampiric strength, she turned and twisted the wolf's head at the side angle, while trying to stay glued to it. She twisted with all her force that eventually a sickening snap occured followed by the sudden drop of the wolf she was sitting on along with her. She rolled off of the dead beast and stopped atleast several meters away from the corpse.

She did it. She killed a wolf with her bare hands. Elsa couldn't be much prouder of herself. But something is holding her back from completely celebrating. She forgot something. What was it?

Then it dawned on her like a falling star. There was another. Elsa her head just in time to see that the other one was already up in the air above her.

Damn it.

How can she be careless like that. Now it might cost her her life. Alacritously, she turn and face the descending wolf, arms bare incase she need to use her magic once more. Only it didn't came down.

Frosty managed to intercept the wolf and tackle it to the side, preventing it from harming Snowflake. They landed at the left side corner while Elsa is safe.

His head snapped at her direction with a dangerous looking gaze that made her stomach churn. Bloody murder was etch at his perfectly featured face as he snap the head to the side. It's over. They're all dead.