Anita gasps as she is rolled over suddenly, becoming too disoriented to react properly. She watches as Syron snatches the hammer from her grip and tosses it to the side, then getting yanked forward a bit as the wolf grabs her armor and presses down on her slender leg. She screams a bit when her armor, skirt, and belt are torn off, leaving her in her top. She scrambles backwards up against the tree as her top is ripped off too, leaving her slender and petite form bare for the wolves to gaze at, her breasts a bit flat and smooth. Anita closes her eyes tight, shivering helplessly while her back presses up against the tree, now completely paralyzed with fear.