The explosions and body parts confirmed we were on the right track.
We came to a railroad littered with werewolves in various states of transformation being swatted aside by….MORGAN?

Listens to Wind inhaled a lungful of air and dipped under the earth, appearing on the other side of the tracks, bow at the ready. His arrow shone with orange runes and struck Morgan, reeling him back to the Dirt Longboard.

Without missing a beat, the Warden swung his blade low, hamstring a woman with wolf claws and casting with his offhand.
With a black staff.

I had never seen it but from gramp's tales, I could recognize it anywhere.

Black tendrils creeped up Morgan's hand as dozens of werewolves were beheaded.

Had this been the wee lad from half a year ago I would have been casting the first stone.
Now? Eat lead suckers!

Against howls and shouts, the Colt Peacemaker rapport roared.
Blowing off legs.
Tearing claws.

While my mentor was busy being back-to-back baddasses with the Blackstaff, and I was shooting left and right, Nessie was having a midnight snack on any fool that mistook her for prey.

"INCOMING!" Morgan's shout made me look around and against the moon, a wolf with wings dive bombed on us. Nessie spat smoke on it and dodged, the chimera meet ground and received a hoof on the back of the skull.

"MOOOOORE INCOOOOMING"
You gotta be shitting me!

What gotta be hundreds of winged wolves obscured the moon. I looked at my mentor but his quiver was empty. "OUTTA ARROWS!"

I grabbed one of my Large Fire sticks from the upper right part of my quiver. "VENTAS"
As the misplaced stick's shone in the night I had only one thing in mind. Gonna hurt.

My shot was unaimed as the veritable curtain of flying beast was impossible to miss. The impact activated the runes. THUNDER. Thor's fury ripped apart the sky, hundreds of bodies raining down as if the sky was crying black tears.

How come I'm not deaf?

-"I will heal him, don't let them escape!" The shaman was tending to a disoriented Morgan, his ears leaking blood.

Oopsie."I'm not sure I can take them on my own."

He took out his potion flasks. "No one else here. A man gotta do what a man gotta do."

Time to get my big boy pants then. I nodded and reloaded the hand cannon. On the horizon a plume of smoke marked our target. Patted Nessie "I already asked much of you. Are you tired? Think you can get them?"

She flared her nostrils and ignited her crest on fire.