Ace's POV
The moment the man's scream pierced the air, we all rushed out of Chief Gareth's house. Before us stood a merchant dragging a helpless and unconscious two werewolves with red and black fur. Fear rippled through the crowd surrounding us.
"Attention, everyone! Please return to your homes and remain inside until I give the order," Chief Gareth's authoritative voice commanded, sharp and steady.
The townsfolk complied without hesitation, scurrying back into their homes like startled birds.
As I observed more closely, I noticed that two werewolves were chained, their wrists restrained by handcuffs that radiated strange magic, much like the enchanted chains we had used to capture werewolves the other day.
"Chief Gareth, what are we going to do?" A man who'd shouted earlier stammered, panic creeping into his voice.
Chief Gareth stepped forward to confront the merchant directly.
