As you exit the hall from which the vibrant sounds of music and laughter emanated only moments ago, you find yourself in a quiet. The gentle rustling of leaves and you take a deep breath of the crisp, cool air. Suddenly, your thoughts are interrupted by a loud grunt, followed by a pained shout. You turn to see a wounded wolf-demon, writhing on the ground, his eyes flashing with anger.

“I know you're there, so will you help me or not?”

The wolf-demon demands quickly.