I am eternally grateful to the werewolf of Lizia, but she still did it for no reason... The werewolf jumped at the enemy and, during the jump, began to transform, turning into a half-wolf, half-human creature, a kind of transitional state, no longer a human, but not yet a wolf... The leader squeezed the stone, but the werewolf was already almost hitting him, and, feeling the pain, knocked the leader off his feet... The stone flew out of the leader's hands and flew away, as if time slowed down, the werewolf did not rush after the stone, but turned his gaze to the elf who saved him... And the stone hit the floor... and scattered into millions of dust particles...
You woke up in a prison cell, in shackles. Lizia, also shackled, was sitting next to you and crying.