There were a lot of dangers that everyone needed to look out for in a Tier-3 town like Slough. The teenagers were being cautious, yet each one of them was quite confident in their own skills, believing that no matter what they would face today, that they would be able to deal with it.
However, that was limited to their own common sense. A werewolf had naturally not been one of the things any one of them had been prepared to ever see in their life, much less tonight. As such, they had all slightly frozen in fear from the mythological beast that had appeared in front of them. Before they could really react, they witnessed how that large mass of muscle killed a man in front of their very eyes without any effort whatsoever.
Tom immediately became watery eyed, and he could feel something warm soaking his trousers. trickling down his leg.
‘Did I just...wet myself...werewolves have a sensitive nose… let’s hope this will make me unappetising to eat...’