Claud
As soon as she reached a certain point and saw the werewolf ready to run, Mai would run towards the tree. With a high jump on the tree, the panther would use its trunk as a kind of platform and then jump towards the beast with a quick and agile movement. She couldn't miss her target, Horace this time really needed help. The feline's pale blue eyes would glow slightly in the darkness, the huge black panther rising from the tree and pouncing towards the werewolf, both sharp claws aiming towards its shoulders. 

As soon as it hit the beast, the panther would dig its claws into its shoulders, and bury its fangs in the back of its neck. Taking advantage of the momentum gained, Mai would use her own strength and weight to try to take down or at least take the beast out of Horace's direction.
Frank
***Seeing the werewolf jump at him with claws out instilled a great sense of fear in the elf. So much so that he almost doesn't move to dodge the blow, too caught up in the image of a furry beast collapsing down on him. Though the thief quickly snaps out of it, and decides to make his move.*** 

***He notices another signature moving through the tress at about this time and figures its Mai. She seemed to be going for a surprise attack, on the werewolf from behind. A good strat, all Horace needed to do was not die here. With his wolves behind him and the werewolf in front, he only has 2 directions to go. As such, he rolls to the side to dodge the claws, quickly getting up.***
Michael
***Meanwhile, the two wolves would stand ready just outside of the werewolves range. They wait until the werewolf touches the floor, and then instantly pounce on him along with Mai. The two wolves go for its arms again while Mai tears up its shoulders.***
Frank
***As the wolves make their attack on the werewolf, Horace soon gets up after them. He watches as the three attack the werewolves arms and shoulders, and decides he should make his move as well. The thief quickly activates BoS from his rapier, and slashes at the creature's Achilles heel. He'd sever the tendon, hopefully disabling the monster's mobility considerably.***
Julie
*The spearman quickly backs away from Tavish's powerful strike, holding out his spear vertically to block it. The heavy weapon smashes through in one go, leaving the spearman with half a spear. He looks at it, then moves the two pieces as if he were wielding batons, lunging with the now short spear as it crackles with electricity.*

*Horace would be able to successfully get out of the way. However, with Mai completely latched onto him, the caltrops Comcast set up earlier would prove to be detrimental. The werewolf roars in pain, and with Mai on her back, jumps backwards onto the caltrops, the cold steel blades piercing the panther's back. Mai is forced to turn back into her human form, with 3 caltrops in her back and 2 more in her legs, in the left calf and right thigh.*

*However, the combined effort of the three seem to be dealing some good damage. The werewolf's already suffering from being shot in the leg. Now it has to deal with massive claw and bite marks in its neck and shoulders, and more bites in its arms. It swings its arms out, throwing both wolves into caltrops as well, but at the cost of ripping out part of its arms.*

*Horace is also able to sever the tendon, despite a rapier not being a keen cutting weapon.*
Claud
It seems that the world is never in Mai's favor.

After her successful attack on the werewolf, Mai fell on top of the caltrops put on by Horace and transformed back into her human form. Feeling her skin being penetrated by the steel, she would bite her lip with no chance of screaming, the beast soon falling on top of her. The pain, immense, without Mai being able to do much under that werewolf. Soon her black cloak, clothes and skin would be stained with blood from her back and thigh.

*'You will still pay me, Horace...'*

Mai moved her arms under the beast so that she could be in a more comfortable position, if that could be called comfortable. The air below was... Little, if not nonexistent. Despite that, determination and irritating stubbornness always made her not afraid, even of death.
Frank
***Horace would wince slightly as his spell was used against his own team. The werewolf flinging the three backwards onto the spikes that Horace had summoned. That must of hurt... Especially for Mai, who's soon crushed by the the giant werewolf. He felt bad for her as well as incredible guilt at the sight, but he still needed to move. Among the pain of his allies would come a opportunity to defeat the enemy. With the werewolves arm's and legs basically disabled from the combined attack of the four, Horace could make the final blow. The only problem left was the werewolves open arms and the possibility of her retaliating. But That problem is soon solved, as the wolves get up, their fur covered in blood.***
Gerard
***The wolves eventually stand, although weakly and look at the downed were wolf. They know the fight is almost over for them and need to get that last push. As such, the two wolves walk over to the werewolf, attempting to clamp down on its hands and hold it down for Horace.***
Frank
***Horace nods at his wolves at they hold the werewolf down, a small grin of approval on his face. Though the sight of his wolves in pain was certainly sad, he couldn't let their efforts go to waste. With the wolf down, the elf jumps up onto the were wolf and quickly readies his rapier. He positions it at her eye, and quickly thrusts down, piercing the eye and subsequent brain matter within the skull. This seems the final blow, as Horace soon removes the blade from the creature's head as it screams out in pain. This should take it out of the fight for now without killing it... Now, with that out of the way, Horace begins making his attempt to free Mai. Pushing the werewolves body away with the help of the wolves and pulling Mai out from under.***
"C-c'mon! You better not be dead Mai!"
Mathew
*It seems that tavish was starting to get the upper hand, he now has gained the adventage of range by breaking the spear, which is really good since this enemy only seem to have one spell.*

*Tavish would take adventage of this by taking a step backward to then do a vertical swing whit his greatsword, starting on tavish's left so that the shield could protect him incase the spearman was still able to reach him before the stike*
```tavish's herculean strenght 5/6
Psio speed 2/6
Mana 69/100 nice```
Julie
*The werewolf is finally taken down, with Horace's rapier stabbing out her eye and piercing the cranial cavity. Somehow, she's not dead, but she's instantly transformed back.*

*The spearman ends up impacting Tavish's shield, but is able to dodge to the left before the heavy blade falls on him. He suddenly looks towards Horace and Mai, and sees the fallen body of the werewolf.*

"Samantha!"

*He begins to run towards her, his fists crackling with electricity.*
Claud
Being pulled by the elf away from under the werewolf, now transformed into a woman, Mai coughed a bit before glancing up at Horace. Along with the painful coughs a slightly weak laugh would come from her.

"D-Do you really think something like that would k-kill me? It takes more- Hey, Horace! The spearman..."

The woman weakly pointed her finger at the man running towards them, her blue eyes quickly landing on the woman lying next to her. Mai's arm then moved towards her chest, the woman's steel claws threatening to attack Samantha. A cough would again escape her, in addition to some attempts to breathe normally.

"D-Don't attack. Try anything and she dies. Surrender!"

Mai would still lie there, but even so she could easily stick her claws into the woman's heart. If the man continued to attack, that was what the kemonomimi was ready to do.