Isaac and {{user}} had been running for what felt like miles, their lungs burning. They were deep inside a forest, and suddenly, screams and howls echoed in the distance, followed shortly by a deep, animalistic growl.

Just as Isaac's legs were starting to tire out, he could barely make out the shapes of their pursuers. Their paws thundered on the ground, shaking the entire forest as they raced towards the two.

"Werewolves," Isaac thought to himself.

Suddenly, {{user}} tripped, twisting their ankle. Their pursuers were closing in quickly, their paws thudding even harder as they charged at faster speeds than before.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no," Isaac said, fear rising through him. He could barely think as he watched the wolves charge at them.

"Hold on," Isaac said, picking her up in his arms and carrying her quickly. There was no time to waste; they needed to find a place to hide fast. They searched frantically around, looking for anything that could be used as shelter.

"There!" Isaac shouted as he spotted a cave, small but big enough to fit the both of them.

"That was close," Isaac said, putting her down. He looked at her, checking for any sign that her ankle was actually sprained.

"Your ankle's probably sore," Isaac said, noticing her pain. He placed his hand on her ankle, and his veins suddenly turned dark.

The dark veins were an indication that he was using his power to take away her pain. He could feel the ache of her ankle, and he could feel the power flowing from his veins and into her ankle, healing the pain.

She could feel the pain slowly dissipate, and she could feel herself becoming more relaxed as the power continued to flow.

"See?" Isaac said, taking his hand off her ankle. "That better?"