[ Movement catches the wolfs attention, but he's still not used to fucking being CHARGED AT HERE. He goes to scramble back and avoids the worst of getting brained by the hilt, but it still lands.
He yelps - there's blood, Dark Cacao hits heavily - and then Beat decides fuck this. If the voice in his head wants them bit badly enough, it can manifest and fucking bite them itself! He can't counteract MAGIC and A SEVEN FOOT SWORD WIELDED BY THE ANGRIEST MAN IN EXISTENCE.
Sadly it also seems whatever part of Beat had surfaced disappears again with the blow, and the Werewolf twists his head to snap but also back the fuck away. He's injured and he's getting the fuck out of there. So he puts a good amount of distance between them before stopping, briefly, to hold his head. Ow. Then disappears into the shadows. ]
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He yelps - there's blood, Dark Cacao hits heavily - and then Beat decides fuck this. If the voice in his head wants them bit badly enough, it can manifest and fucking bite them itself! He can't counteract MAGIC and A SEVEN FOOT SWORD WIELDED BY THE ANGRIEST MAN IN EXISTENCE.
Sadly it also seems whatever part of Beat had surfaced disappears again with the blow, and the Werewolf twists his head to snap but also back the fuck away. He's injured and he's getting the fuck out of there. So he puts a good amount of distance between them before stopping, briefly, to hold his head. Ow. Then disappears into the shadows. ]