"I'm not human… I never was."
Gladio's broadsword slashed against the skin on the monster that seemed to refuse to break open and bleed. He was started to get tired, the other three were nearly passing out as well, they were struggling to hold their weapons and stand at the same time.
Gladio's eyes searched over the battlefield, his amber eyes looking for you.
A sudden pang of adrenaline shot through him, fear settled into his mind when he saw you weren't here, you weren't around!
Did you fall? Are you hurt? Are you unconscious? Are you dead?
Gladio started to panic. He settled his broadsword across his shoulder and backed away from the monster who had taken an interest to give a wandering ronin a beatdown.
He called out your name, but there was no answer. He yelled it out this time, but you didn't pop a hand up. He roared it out, spiking the interests of the three who were now looking around quickly. Noctis took a phoenix down and started to warp around to look for you.
The ronin didn't last long, the daemon fizzling out into a dark misty cloud with one swing of the monster's club that had managed to smack the thin daemon. The monster looked back to see Gladio who was now running around with the other four as if they were chickens with their heads cut off. They were in such a panic, calling and screaming for you. Taking advantage of Gladio's back being turned to it, the monster raised its club high into the air and brought the heavy thing down.
It missed Gladio, but just barely veering off to the right of him by something bigger than the oldest member of the group. It was a blur to the monster's eyes, something large darting out of nowhere and managing to throw the weight of its club out of balance and out of its intended way.
The monster's black eyes peered at the club which the four men were now backing away from it.
Large scratch marks dug deep into the gnarled and splintered wood, cutting deep marks into the grooves.
The monster slowly leaned forward as the four men backed away quickly, Gladio nudging the three behind him for them to back up faster.
The thing that had tossed the club off its course had shot out a hand that smashed into the wood with its large claws. Slowly pulling itself up, it's glowing eyes caught the attention of Gladio who stopped moving for a split second before he started to back away once more.
The thing looked like a werewolf! A werewolf ripped straight from the movies! Snarling muzzle, glinting fangs, and those anthropomorphic features was enough proof to Gladio to know it was indeed a werewolf.
The werewolf still as Gladio stilled and moved as Gladio moved, the werewolf managing to slash through the monster's thick skin and blood started to flow. More slashes of the werewolf's claws, the more blood poured out the monster until it finally fell.
The werewolf was panting, its body jerking around until it started to crack and break apart, ripping off the layer of fur that had been drenched in thick monster blood. A familiar figure emerged from the remains of the werewolf, allowing the mens' eyes to widen.
"Y/n?" Gladio murmured.
The figure dropped to their knees quickly before falling over.
Your body groaned as your eyelids wanted to pull down for a long nap. However, you sat there on a bench while rubbing your exposed skin with your hands.
"Here," Gladio murmured as he tossed a blanket over you.
The blanket was warm, and at least it covered your exposed body from the winds and from eyes.
"I have to explain myself, don't I?" you murmured as you clutched the blanket closer.
"It would be nice," Gladio grumbled as he finally sat down next to you.
Taking a deep breath, you sighed and looked Gladio in the eyes with your glowing groggy ones.
"I'm not human…" you tiredly croaked, "I never was."