Rowenna stood little chance against that enourmous bundle of muscle, fur and claws.<br/><br/>She dodged back slashing with her sword but where she struck wide his claws raked their targets!<br/><br/>Lines of agony whipped across both her breasts as he struck- her clothes tore and her skin was welted but miraculously did not tear!<br/><br/>After that Rowenna was on the defensive all the time, dodging and parrying as best she could- occaisionally striking but soon she realised that her sword could not harm the beast.<br/><br/>In desperation she feigned a stumble and then when the wolfman pounced she drove her sword into his chest- hoping it might slow him down enough she let go of the handle, leaving the weapon embedded, and she turned to run...