The Cursed Night
You take advantage now that he is distracted in his rustic bacchanal to slowly hunt him. You wait trying to isolate yourself from the disgusting scene happening in front your eyes, at the end he makes the expected mistakes, riding a female back with more fleas and bones than skin. It is at this moment when he turns his back in which your entire body in tension is launched like a spring, striking his jugular with your powerful claws extended towards his spine. He is dead before collapse on the grass,returning to his human form.
Everything happens in moments, in a tangle of attacks, confusion, blood and scratches, the excited females move as a team against you, you have no choice but to back off given the ferocity of their claws and vicious teeth.
After a while they storm off and you could return to the crime scene. Your rival lies dead with his throat severed in a macabre pool of blood in the middle of the forest.
A force is stirring inside him again. You sigh you don't feel like fighting with what must be some Indian monster.
His face continues with its horrible rigor mortis but around him you can feel the warmth and gratitude of the spirit of the one who was once an innocent man.
Weakly the spirit began to speak to you: "No, I am no longer a danger for you as my curse has been lifted."
He pauses, with a deep emotion in each of his words; "I feel that my wife is calling me from The beyond. But I can still answer one more question before my soul fades into the well of souls."
Everything happens in moments, in a tangle of attacks, confusion, blood and scratches, the excited females move as a team against you, you have no choice but to back off given the ferocity of their claws and vicious teeth.
After a while they storm off and you could return to the crime scene. Your rival lies dead with his throat severed in a macabre pool of blood in the middle of the forest.
A force is stirring inside him again. You sigh you don't feel like fighting with what must be some Indian monster.
His face continues with its horrible rigor mortis but around him you can feel the warmth and gratitude of the spirit of the one who was once an innocent man.
Weakly the spirit began to speak to you: "No, I am no longer a danger for you as my curse has been lifted."
He pauses, with a deep emotion in each of his words; "I feel that my wife is calling me from The beyond. But I can still answer one more question before my soul fades into the well of souls."