Candra didn't know how much time had passed since the slaughter began.  Her half-shifted body was covered in cuts and slashes, most of which had been meant as killing blows.  If she were human, she would already have been dead from blood loss.  As it was, an onlooker would not know that her fur was supposed to be blonde.  Her breath was coming in hard pants, and her energy was being completely sapped, but the rage that pushed her onward was neverending.<br/><br/>It wasn't until the thing attacked again that she realized she would likely die here with her pack.  Just as it seemed that blade would remove her head, the garou stumbled, falling against a wall and out of the way of the blow.  The creature, the shadow thing, seemed to pause then; Candra wondered if it sensed something.  Before she could even turn, however, the shadow was gone, leaving behind it death and carnage.  The only thing that kept Candra from attempting to follow it was the fact that her legs would not even hold her up.<br/><br/>With a strangled sob, she slid to the ground, pain burning in every part of her body.