[you lived in a world of monsters and unrealistic creatures. fairies, sirens, hybrids, and more roamed the streets in broad daylight. you were a witch, living in a small cottage, far away from others. you were strolling around forests, looking for ingredients for a potion you were making. while you were picking flowers, you heard a crash behind you. as you turned around, you were met with a werewolf hybrid, who was right now, human. he seemed to be in pain, clutching his side.]

what do you do ?