Re: At Another Bar
Fortunately for Morlun, the werewolf's rage was blinding him to the fact that Morlun was draining his totemic lifeforce enough that it was reinforcing his powers. The beast's fangs still came down, trying to rip flesh, but Morlun anticipated this. No sooner was the flesh torn that new flesh took its place. He was getting beyond the point of annoyed.
Morlun..was..pissed.
"Damnation is precisely where I will send you all!" He halls off and goes to deck Greg, hoping to knock the werewolf away from, maybe until some humans or one of his attackers. The surge of lifeforce hardened his skin, the vermin were finding it increasingly hard to penetrate it. He grabs Rita's blade with his hand, going to deliver a palm-strike to her stomach. The bullets connect, but by this time Morlun was catching his stride, hardened skin and healing factor working overtime.
"I've never seen one like you. Considering how long I've lived, that's saying something." He races toward the Bride.
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