A Werewolf Ran Into a Tough Crowd

Full-moon werewolves possessed extremely agile bodies, and like Magical creatures, they could increase their resistance to all kinds of magic;

And the point that frightened wizards most was that if a full-moon werewolf bit you, as long as you were lucky enough to survive, you would become the next werewolf;

It was an extremely difficult choice: either choose to end your own life, or choose to become a Werewolf Wizard spurned by others.

It was precisely for this reason that when the full-moon werewolves launched their attack, chaos was able to spread so quickly.

The spectator stands became a wreck, and the audience fled in every direction, smashing straight through any seats that got in their way;

Even when their ankles and calves were cut open by chair frames, and splinters stabbed into their calves, it did not slow their escape;

The magical banners that moved without wind were scattered all over the ground too, covered in footprints left by trampling, already old and dirty.

Werewolves had no interest in eating people. Once they went mad, all they thought about was hurting and killing the person in front of them, then searching for the next target, until the full moon ended.

With one long howl after another, the werewolves began choosing their next targets, savoring the thrill of chasing prey.

Several people who had been left alone appeared before them. Their figures were somewhat hunched, their beards were grizzled, and the exposed skin was full of wrinkles. Some wounds that could not be erased could even be seen;

Clearly, they were all getting on in years. Most likely they simply could not run anymore, and could only choose to sit there and await death;

One of them not only had gray-white hair, but was also leaning on a long cane.