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The werewolf was running at full speed through the woods. It had its eyes locked on its prey. Those glowing eyes that could tear through the soul like fangs through the flesh. His target was the one who had made the mistake of making him the prey. The hunter was now the hunted. As the beast neared the knight clad in battle tested armor his energy strengthened. He leaped into the air and lunged strait for the knight's gullet. As he neared his throat his teeth glistened in the bright moon light, and just as his teeth began to contact his armor there was a cry of "Stop" that rang through the forest. It was distant and yet right amid the two of them. The wolf deflected the knight from his path and landed on the opposite side of him. They both regained their balance and looked around. In the blink of an eye there came a bright light followed by the sound of thunder. As their eyes cleared they both saw a young woman. One they both knew well. "Sleep," was all she said, and then......nothing.