"Arghh!" Saiber had leapt forward, with both of his daggers stabbing one of the werewolves in the chest. Two of the other Altered hunters had used a special type of wire to wrap around the two legs and then they pulled at the same time.
The force of all three of these things caused the Werewolf to fall to the ground, and Saiber now on top of him was pulling out the daggers and stabbing the Werewolf in the chest constantly.
Sweat was running down his face as he continued to stab. "Arghh, you damned Alter... always ruining everyone’s lives!" Lifting both of the daggers up Saiber stabbed them both at the same time, and he was done. There was no more energy that he could exert.
He was so focused on the Werewolf in front of him, he was also unaware of the current situation as well, as a hunter went by his side.
"Saiber!" The hunter called out. "It’s done… it’s done, that was the last one."