Tyr howled at the sight of Natalya being shot. He pounced from the guard lying on the ground to the fool who shot his love, and chewed up his hand. The fighting resumed, wolves running around, and guards firing where the wolves once stood. Only a few men stodd standing, now huddled together, covering each others' backs. They took down a couple of wolves with their new found system, but the sheer numbers overwhelmed them as five wolves jumped at once at a single target. The guard paniced and fell backward, opening a spot where the five where able to subdue them.
Lewis laughed as Natalya was sent reeling from standing over him. He moved his elbows under his shoulders, propping himself up. Then a wolf landed on his chest once again, flattening him to the ground. Lewis yelped and flinched; fortunately the wolf was more interested in Natalya than him and jumped back off. He took the opportunity to scramble to his feet and run towards the truck awaiting him and what was supposed to be captured wolf demons.
Tyr lept from Lewis's cowering body and landed next to Natalya. He nuzzled against her nose, trying to get some sort of reaction from her.
Adam cut Lewis off as he tried to escape, followed by the remaining wolves of the pack. He snapped at the air showing his anger and desire to eat the man. Lewis held his hands up and began backing away from the wolves, "Okay, you win. You can stay in your treehouses."
Adam shifted to human and spoke clearly, "Oh no. You come in the middle of the night and hold us hostage. Then you murder one of us just because you felt it was fun; and you expect to just go?"
