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Lucian Otvos Parted his hands in a strange manner and the wolves began to separate into three groups each running at Jaeda from different sides, he hoped this would lessen their mortality rate. Lucian dodged each bullet save for one which hit him just where the other wound had been starting to seal up, though he was glad of this, he had a plan regarding these wounds he was about to happily acquire. Though, not too many all at once, so he twisted backwards and to the side, the back of one of his coat tails being slashed away. He was now close to Alfred once more, however Lucian was in great burning pain and his breath was quickening in short gasps, though this only enraged him more so. And he again reached a hand out, only one this time not getting too close, if he could only take Alfred by the neck or bind his arms.