Capítulo 109: Elfnapping

Cranberry's baseball bat tore through through the first werewolf as if it was just a paper-mache model.

...though all the blood and gray matter were a rather clear indication that it was a real living being.

Or rather, it was a living being just a moment before.

The other werewolf got hit by the gore of its comrade and instantly lost all the vicious fighting spirits that it was showing up until then.

It started running with its tail between its legs, not looking back at all.

Well, that was a mistake.

Cranberry did move on to the other targets that started panicking, still hidden behind the trees - but the red-haired girl wasn't alone in her offensive.

Just when the runaway werewolf thought that it might be safe, something fell on its back and pierced through both of his shoulder blades.

"...uuuugh...!"

It only managed to breathe out pitifully and died before it even hit the ground.

"Graough! (Master! I got one!)"