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Fang looked at the man with the gun. Guns... he thought, I really hate guns. With a growl, he leaped at Marcus. He knocked the man down, and knocked the gun away. Caught up in the excitement, he got ready to slice the man with his claws. He stopped, then laughed. Even injured, I am a formidable foe. He reached up to slice down on the man.

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Red stiffened when the gun was pointed at her, then relaxed when Fang pounced, though she shook her head and hoped he didn't accidentally rip any of his bandages. She walked over and picked up the fallen gun; Examining it for a couple seconds, she managed to open the bullet cartridge, pouring the contents to her hand. She paused for a second, then hissed, drawing back her palm and throwing the vile weapon and its bullets away. "Silver!" she growled loudly, rubbing her palms to get the unnatural coldness out of them; as if they had been burned with ice. She turned and crossed her arms. "And yet, you come armed with SILVER BULLETS wherever you go?" she said accusingly to the human. "No human uses silver weaponry unless they intend to hunt a werewolf." she said with a growl.

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"silver bullets...hunt a werewolf." Fang heard Red say. He growled, then looked back at Marcus. "You really want to die, doncha? Well, don't worry, I won't kill you. Not yet anyway. First, you're going to answer some questions. First question, why do you have silver bullets? Answer quickly now, I wouldn't want to hurt you."

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Marcus was caught in surprise, yet he noticed he had an advantage. The werewolf was wounded in the chest, and with that, Marcus drew his legs in and gave a powerful kick to the werewolf's chest. That was enough to at least push him off for a few seconds. Taking advantage, he rolled, stopping near his gun and grabbing it once more. The bullets were a few feet away. He got up, and pretended to reload his gun.

 

"Those are just for decoration." He answered, panting. He had gotten sliced around his knee.

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Fang yelped as he was kicked. He fell back down, landed on his feet, thankfully, and charged the man, all precedences forgotten. "You'll pay for that!" he screamed out as ye charged. He rammed into the man, and this time, the gun fell down the mountainside. He licked his lips, eager to kill the man.

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Red also growled, staring at the human. She hesitated when she saw him reload, but then ran towards him, raising claws and growling loudly, weaving back and forth, left and right, as to not make herself a target. She found herself half-hoping the human would aim at her first; After all, Fang was still injured, slower than usual, and was a pure Werewolf. Whereas she was smaller, faster, healthy and had at least half-vampire blood to dilute the silver's potency, and was more likely to survive a shot than he was.

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Luckily, Marcus had a good grip. His gun only skidded a meter or two away. He had only one last option. Calmly, he reached into his lower pants pocket, this time he pulled out a switchblade. It was his personal one, and he kept it just for laughs. He was serious however. Pulling it out, he quickly held it in an unorthodox position. Quickly, he stabbed it near the bandage area, pulling it out.

 

It wasn't a fatal wound. he was sure of that.

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Caim uses his tail and pulls the human aside. "Stop human, you may be able to put up a fight but you won't win." Looks back at Fang worried for the injuries. "I'll take you to where you need to go. I'll keep quiet about it from the other dragons because my life is at risk as well." Swipes the knife up and tosses it outside the cave. "There now human what is you name?" He stared at Marcus with his full attention.

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"Yes it does. My name is Caim. Nice to meat you Alex." Bows his head a bit to be curtius. "Kind of funny seeing werewolves and werepyres talking to humans and a dragon and vice versa isn't it. So did you remember the cure?"

 

OOc: I'm not sure probably weapons and armor but thats it. You are going to have to ask MI personally.

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Red stared blankly at the human. "How, exactly, would that prove you aren't a spy? The fact you willingly run into a pack of Werepyres hunting Dragons without any regard for your own health either makes you a spy, or stupid, possibly both."

She crossed her arms. "None of you are leaving till Warfang wakes up. If you do, I'll assume you're a spy and act accordingly. If Warfang tells me to let you go, then that's that, but until then, I'm not taking any risks."

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Fang nods. "Here," he says, tossing the vial, and what remains of its contents, at Red. "They say that this is a cure for the dragon blood. I'm not so sure, but I drank it, and I'm fine. And, hey, can I have another bandage? That damn human stabbed me with a knife." Here he turned and growled at Marcus. Then he turned back to Red.

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