Clara righted herself, leaping to face the werewolf again, but it was already flying at her.

“Clara!” Ran yelled behind her and the ninja knew his tone, working with him enough. She dropped to the ground as the werewolf came at her again. If she was wrong, there was little defense from this position.

But she was not wrong. Sailing over Clara’s prone body, a knife struck the werewolf in his open, gaping jaw. The creature immediately stopped, shaking its head violently as if trying to free something stuck in its throat. He shook his head again as if confused.