Whoops . . .

"AUGH!" Irene screams. You turn around to see an enormous female wolf - the former slayer - leaping upon her. You smash into her with all your might and she collapses, unconscious.

"Ugh... she got me," Irene whispers. You watch in horror as her beautiful blonde hair becomes straggly and grey, her pale soft flesh becomes matted, dirty fur, and her pretty green eyes transform into ferally glowing orbs. In a few moments, she is standing before you, a hideous, fully grown werewolf, ready to fight.

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