Nicole P.O.V.
The bloodlust growls vibrated through the floor and walls. With each menacing and powerful punch another cratered indention found its way onto the door. Whatever was left of my friend has gone. There is no Z underneath this beast.
"Are you okay?" General Adkins called out frantically.
"Yes, just took me by surprise, we will have to grind it as best we can with some handles from the medical tools." I get myself off the floor and fast walk back to the table.
Quickly we make work of trying to ground the herb down to a fine seasoning loom as best we can. Next I add in the other ingredients making a nice thick syrup concoction. Filling my syringe with the wolfsbane I press the pump to test that needle has good flow. Once a few droplets come out I know we are ready.
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