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"HEEELP!" Tancred chops at the claw with his sword, to little effect. "HELP! It's got REALLY big TEETH!"
In desperation, seeing the evil-looking teeth come closer and closer, Tancred drops his sword and begins a frantic appeal to his patron god, mouthing the syllables of Bolt of Glory as quickly as he can.
OOC: D'oh! Sorry, Nanobyte, got a bit confused there. But, hey, I never said you were dead - and werewolves regenerate, right?
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