The effect in which the net of power was cast seem to well mark the beast, though also came with a price for prolonged use. Her vision became clouded, slightly darker in which case was enough to give the beast the upper hand in the conflict. Being pinned to the wall of the barn, her form struggled under the beast, kicking out to whatever body part or limb so happen to be there. There was just a moment as her eyes of lighted silver rose to make sure teeth were not descending to her neck, she caught the gaze of the beast. Her teeth gritted together for a moment, looking at the eyes. It was much like a swirling vision, she could clearly see what appeared to be a man there, but it was fleeting and so she added it all up to being part of that draining power she used.<br/><br/>She noted that the wolf was off guard, which she wasted no chance in  taking advantage of the situation. Her body rocked back against the barn wall, pushing off of it so that her form pushed again his, knocking the wolf to the flat of it's back. The woman was position above him, straddling his form as her right weapon came to pin down against his throat and the other one raised above her head, ready to down streak the sliver into the very heart of the beast. Yet there was always the chance of distraction, which wasn't wasted considering the company she had within the barn.<br/><br/>There was a shrilling scream that cut through the darkness, making her attention raise up and stare at the child that stood near the barn entrance. The child's wide eyes were looking down to the dead form that laid upon the ground. It was more then enough time for the beast to get away as she brought down her left hand with the blade poised to kill. Even if he was to get away she would be happy to know that she had drawn first blood from the beast, which would mean that the wolf would return, looking for revenge against the one that had wounded it. That being the case she wasn't going to waste the only and only opportunity she had present to her.