The werewolves that were almost her height, looked at her with extreme aggression as if they would tear her in pieces right at that moment. Not knowing what happened to them because all they saw was a beam of blue light striking their foreheads. They took a few more steps towards her and then suddenly they stopped and… howled. They looked up at the grey sky and howled. Howled loudly, horribly, and miserably as if in a lot of pain.
One of them simply turned away and loped in the opposite direction, whimpering and limping on its front paws. Three werewolves sat right over there on their haunches as their howls turned into purrs. One of them started clawing his heart. The last one stared at Dawn and tried his best to shape shift but he couldn't. Eventually he laid on the wet ground and rolled in the mud, covering his furs with it as if alleviating a burning sensation.
They were hit by their worst nightmares, which had come alive.
