[The teeth coming out hurt, and the moment he's free Akira grips his shoulder, feeling warm, sticky blood coat his fingers. He winces, wondering if any of his status effect healing spells will work on this, and guessing not.
He sits up gingerly, and leans slowly over the edge of the roof, eyes searching the dark for Lupin. Even though Lupin was trying to make a snack of him, Akira doesn't want to kill him, and he prays that he won't see a prone body under the gables.
Hopefully he's more durable now that he's a werewolf.]
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He sits up gingerly, and leans slowly over the edge of the roof, eyes searching the dark for Lupin. Even though Lupin was trying to make a snack of him, Akira doesn't want to kill him, and he prays that he won't see a prone body under the gables.
Hopefully he's more durable now that he's a werewolf.]