Samora follows the villagers, but when she reaches the village, all the houses are locked. She knocks to the doors, asking to let her in, but none even answers for her desperate begs. She’s all alone, without any weapons.
The Werewolf follows her to the village. Samora notices the half-man, half beast coming close. It’s huge, twice her size. Looking around, she tries to find something to defend herself with. Then she notices a pitchfork on the earth, next to one of the nearest huts. She grabs it, in hope that it will be enough to defend herself from that deadly abomination.
Werewolf approached her, roaring loudly. Samora pushes with the sharp pitchfork. The beast moves back, analysing the situation, then suddenly attacks with all its wild, unchained fury.
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