Jess surveyed her surroundings, puzzled as to why five men were all set to… kill her. It seemed rather unjust!
Her eyes widened as one of them advanced, his fingers transforming into claws, his eyes taking on a golden yellow color, and his fangs menacingly exposed. “Fear not, I can handle the little miss all on my own.”
Just as he lunged forward to strike, Jess deftly struck his chest with her hand, causing the werewolf to freeze under her touch.
His visage contorted in agony, he let out a pained groan as he felt his blood begin to boil. Glimpsing her fiery, glowing eyes, he started to tremble and gasp for air, until a piercing scream tore from his lips.
In a blaze, he combusted and exploded, collapsing to the ground as nothing more than a charred, unrecognizable husk.
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