This can't go on, you know. You are Garou, and you feel your Rage rising as you confront this servant of the Wyrm. You need to destroy this horror, before he destroys you or spreads his spiritual pestilence even further.
Easier said than done—especially when you can hear something approaching quickly through the wetlands. Ally or enemy, you can't tell, but it's moving fast.
Banicki lumbers toward you across the grassy slope, silver scalpel gleaming in one hand; the other holds a tangle of steel hooks and spikes.
I need my Rage to beat this fomor. I Change…
I disappear into the swamps. I'm not fleeing—I'll hide until Banicki makes a mistake, then pounce.
Tactical retreat. I flee, relying on my smaller size and greater stamina, then strike when the fomor tires.
Banicki might be ready for my tricks this time, but I lure him into the path of whoever is coming. Friend or foe, the surprise will give me the chance to strike.
First, I shift into my glabro form and regenerate.
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