Raziel's eyes would go wide as he knew that the wolf was right, that once bitten by the lycantrhro, whomever was bitten would turn themselves if they survived. Closing his eyes as he shook his head, he then saw the wolf mold it's body to the ground using Raziel's power as well, Moving to slash the wolf's throat wide open, he was too late as the wolf was already on the other side of the wall of shadow that Raziel had made to contain him. His eyes would narrow as he would watch the wolf seem to continue on it's chase, although he knew that now he had bigger problems, he had to find any of the guards who were still alive, and kill them himself. That wolf would have to wait for now.
Cracking his neck as the shadows would once more return to normal, he would shake his head before he would twirl the blade then stab it into the ground as once more the shadows would wrap around Raziel himself before closing his eyes. That wolf would have to wait, although he at least knew what it was now. Walking through the realms of the shadow, he would see different scenes, one of inside the pub as the woman and boy were talking, one of the fox girl thief making her way home to try to do something. The red head flowing through the crowd, and finally Serren doing her best to heal some of the men who were just clinging onto life from the attack.
The moment he saw that Serren was healing some of the victims, he would close his eyes as he would walk through that "Mirror" and make his way over to Serren again. Looking over to her, he would give her a slow nod as he would sheath his sword. We meet again Serren, but I do believe on different terms." Cracking his neck, he would look over to one of the men who he could clearly see was still unconcious, although he would look his body over and see it was intact. Closing his eyes as he knew what he had to do, he would open them again and look to her. Serren, I need to know who survived the attack from the Werewolf. I beg of you to tell me.
The humor and joy that seemed to be in his voice from before was now just a distant memory as his eyes were still a pure black in color. His voice now was replaced with a cold, calculated tone as he would look to the man that she was healing now. Looking to her, he knew that he had to get the names first and their locations before he would start killing them.