"Narish!"
You throw the sword he catches it and just about gets the tip facing the werewolf as it lunges at him, it howls in pain as it's own momentum carries it forward on the blade, landing on Narish and forcing him to the ground it goes for a bite>
"Arvett!" calls Sarge "Fireball!"
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Realising his sword is still in the first werewolf Narish scrambles across the floor to grab his hand axe.
The second werewolf shove the other aside