Garou, who is bloodwounded and walking, is holding his wounds with one hand. You carefully hear him breathing hard as you hear his speech and tone. "To think the tables would turn on me like that. His power and speed were both far greater than I'd ever imagined. I was lucky to even escape, although using human martial arts against a four-legged fighting style put me at a disadvantage." He stopped walking and clenched his fist as he continued talking. "That was fun."