The picture repainted itself before her. She saw herself looking down on the servant. And she saw herself stab the servant and tear out his gullet. The core of a werewolf. Every part of a werewolf can be disconnected and it will heal. But once everything that shares information and receives information from the brain gets severed, that's the end of such werewolves. And she just saw herself doing it. The picture hurt her eyes. It created a heavy fear in her chest. She went down, gasping for air. The more she inhaled, the drier her tongue became.
"Sassaba, let's leave here now," Beowulf screamed at her. She heard him. But she couldn't process the information.
