Ragnarok laughed long and hard he didn't mean to, but the fact that Draco wanted to take on what they called back in his homeland a werewolf was just plain suicidal. "You don't know what this wolf creature is capable of" He said with a sudden serous tone. "Back in my homeland we call them werewolf's lost three friends to one of those dammed things and we still couldn't kill it" He said shifting around in his chair as if he felt uneasy. "There only weakness is silver or decapitation" He then looked Draco straight in the eye. "But if you truly want to fight this werewolf I won't let you do it alone, I'll help" He then took a sip from his mead before continuing. "But be warned we will have a hard fight ahead of us"