The fight went on with bodies clashing against each other. The moon is looking fuller than before, shining brightly in the sky. Ivan slits the throat of a hunter before he feels a surge of pain run through his body. He falls on his fours, his eyes begin to change color and form. His bones crackle as they also begin to change positions. He lets out a scream that turns into a howl.
The fighting paused as they watched Ivan shift with so much pain and discomfort.
"The spell is wearing off" Anna mutters beneath her breath. Her eyebrows furrow in confusion, her face set in worry. The night wind becomes chilly as it blew past the bodies with the stench of blood in the air
