The two ran some time before hearing a noise behind them. “Down!” Clara yelled turning and drawing a blade. Randal obeyed immediately, dropping to the stone floor, covering his head as an enormous werewolf leapt over the Special. Clara tried to gut the beast as he flew toward her, but the creature was too fast, pushing her arm away with his clawed hand. The creature snarled viciously, driving its tooth ridden maw toward her throat. It was all she could do to drop to her back and kick the creature over the top of her, vaulting the thing flying overhead.