"The barrier is only temporary, but it'll give time to get away." He corrects himself. "For you, to get away."
There's no way a normal human can outrun a werewolf without ammunition or a way to slow the beast down, for two legs are always slower than four. That's why Jackson hadn't immediately set off running. That would be like a man running blindly from a swarm of Africanized killer bees, not realizing that the key to surviving was to outsmart them-- running zig-zag instead of straight.
In this case, it'd take magic to slow the creature down. And a gun, for a trained hunter.
Jackson tosses his pistol at Faolan without warning. "You give that back to me, after we're done runnin'" He looks away from the hunter. "C'mon, let's go."
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There's no way a normal human can outrun a werewolf without ammunition or a way to slow the beast down, for two legs are always slower than four. That's why Jackson hadn't immediately set off running. That would be like a man running blindly from a swarm of Africanized killer bees, not realizing that the key to surviving was to outsmart them-- running zig-zag instead of straight.
In this case, it'd take magic to slow the creature down. And a gun, for a trained hunter.
Jackson tosses his pistol at Faolan without warning. "You give that back to me, after we're done runnin'" He looks away from the hunter. "C'mon, let's go."