17 Chapter 17 Werewolf (1/2)
Argen shook himself and large black wings rose up out of his back.They were like bat wings, but black as the night.Other than his black eyes and wings, he looked just like he had.
”Let's go,” said Airow, with a flap of his wings.
They were soon floating over the sleeping city below.On the edge of the rich section of town lay the estate they were in search of.This time, Bob had given them the directions to their destination.
”His sleeping room should be there,” said Grey pointing to a balcony.
”I'll open the door, quietly,” said Guit, diving towards it.
They watched as he landed on the railing and studied the surroundings, before stepping down onto the balcony.The door was quickly opened.The others landed behind him as he pushed the door open.
”Bob must have sent you,” came a voice inside. ”I knew he would, eventually.”
”Pay us the thirty gold you owe him, and we'll leave,” said Grey, trying to see into the gloom.
”I'm afraid it's too late for that, you see, the wine he sold me, has had an unfortunate affect.”
The voice was growing huskier, and they rushed into the room, to find a man standing, hunched over, against the opposite wall.The bed had been pushed up against the wall, and was broken into pieces.
As they watched, he threw his head back and roared.No longer was a man standing before them.A werewolf snarled at them, then charged.
”Don't let him scratch you!” cried Grey, jumping into the air to avoid his claws.
With a curse, Guit jumped at the werewolf and slashed at him with his sword.
The wolf yelped as the sword cut deep into his shoulder, then he was running and crashing through the door.
”We have to catch it before it can spread its curse among the people.The werewolf curse is very contagious!” she cried, swooping after it.
Airow followed, pulling out his bow, followed by Guit.Argen sighed, and shaking his head, turned back towards the balcony.Jumping down to the ground, he pulled out the sword they had bought for him, and twirled it around, getting the feel for it.
When the werewolf crashed through the ground floor window, he slashed out with the sword, cutting off its head.Wiping it off on the dead man's coat, he sheathed his sword.
Grey, who had followed the beast as he ran down the ornate stairs in the house, paused at the broken window, shocked.
”Oh, Master!” cried Guit, thrilled.”You killed it in one blow!”
”Of course,” he said.
”I'll look for the thirty gold that is owed to Bob,” said Airow, heading back into the house.
”Should we tell someone?” asked Grey, kneeling next to the body, to ensure he was dead.Even with the head removed, she had known other monsters to come back with a vengeance.This one apparently couldn't do that.
”Why?” asked Guit, confused.
”Notify the authorities, so they don't search for a murderer?” she said.
”It's kind of obvious he was a monster.His clothes are ripped and the house is destroyed from where he tore things up.If they can't tell what happened, they're idiots,” scoffed Guit, scratching his shoulder.
She turned as Airow returned.
”I found a substantial amount of money,” he said, holding up a bag.
”Do you think he had any family we could give it to?” asked Grey.
”I'm not sure, but Bob might,” he answered.
”Why give it to anyone?” cried Guit.”We killed the monster.It should be ours as a reward for saving the people from the curse!”
Airow and Grey looked at each other.Neither one of them thought that was right.
”Perhaps Bob will have a good idea of what to do with the extra money,” said Argen with a yawn.”Can we please head back so we can get some rest?”
”Alright,” Grey agreed.She was pretty tired, too.