The blade made contact with the wolves flesh, but not as how he would have liked it to. It seemed that Arathel had better luck with his attack. Regaining his footing Micheal backed stood toe to toe with the wolf watching as it moved his hands. As much as he wanted to Micheal couldn't make sure everyone was okay, but by the sounds of everything it seemed that JJ was handling things considerably well as he heard gun shots, and the sounds that were in response to the gun shots.<br/><br/>Micheal directed his attention back to the wolf, and watched as Arathel made an attempt at another attack though he had missed. Micheal grew furious with the beast and a rage took over him. Though temporarily postponed by the entering of police officers. Weapons drawn and demanding that everyone freeze. His mind registered that demand for a half of a second, and then it left. He charged at the wolf knife gripped tightly in his hand. The cop would have to shoot him, but he had to kill this wolf, or it was going to give them hell.<br/><br/>Finding a small window Micheal lunged at the wolf, and thrusted his blade at the monster. Unleashing a small flurry towards the wolf. All aimed for vital spots of the wolf in any attempt to kill the wolf. Should he fail then Micheal was in a for a world of hurt, or possibly death. He knew what the wolf was doing, and it wasn't going to be good for anyone if this wolf's rage built up anymore.