BAM! Here's the action sequence!
Make it end?
Eliot fell under the force and weight of the creature he assumed was a wolf. The impact threw the hitter off guard and he scrambled to get up and be prepared for the next attack. Standing up, Eliot winced as he realized the creature clawed his back. However he turned and faced the creature who stood only twenty feet from the hitter. The creature, which really didn't look like anything Eliot had ever seen before, stared at him with almost human like eyes. Actually now that he got a good look at it, the creature looked like a mixture of a human and a wolf. That's ridiculous. Actually more wolf, yeah, that was it, a weird looking wolf that was very large. It's fur was a beautiful smoky grey and it seemed like the wolf was letting him get a good look at it. Eliot grimaced as he rolled his shoulders and looked at the wolf with a daring gaze.
"That it?"
The wolf snorted and then growled in response at the audacity of the man. It then tensed and lunged again at the hitter. Eliot, being prepared this time, tried to turn out of the way to slash the underside of the wolf, but he underestimated the speed of the creature. The wolf clipped the hitters shoulder and knocked the man to the ground. This time the wolf bit down onto his shoulder, slightly shaking the man. Eliot scrambled around and retrieved his knife, reaching up and slashing one of the creatures eyes. Howling in pain, the wolf let go of the hitter and backed away. Eliot, who kept a good eye on the wolf, was slow to get up, holding his injured shoulder. The two seemed to have a mutual understanding with their injuries and they appeared to declare a rematch for later with their eyes. Eliot slowly backed up in the direction of the warehouse as the wolf also backed up from where it emerged in the brush. Once out of sight, Eliot made the best attempt at a run he could towards his safe haven. Once there, he rummaged through his bag for his cell phone or aliases. Finding his cell phone, the hitter dialed and waited for the sound of a voice.
"Eliot?"
"Yeah. Need an alias and an ambulance. Lost too much blo..."
The hitter then collapsed. -
