Both of you are sprawled out in the snow, breathless and in shock. The resonating roars and growls of the Lycans echo in the distance as they scamper towards the chime of the bell, leaving the village in ruins.

With a pained grunt, Ethan pulls the arrow head out of his thigh while looking over to you, his expression of fear quickly twisting into one of horror when he notices a growing pool of red staining the snow beneath you. You’ve been hit.

“Oh god, {{user}}. We need to get you to that shelter… Luiza’s house I think it was. We need to go now!”