Before they simply stood back, watching from a distance away, hesitant and unsure, but soon—when it became clear that the body on the floor was not what they had assumed it to be—their hesitation shattered.
The head had clearly transformed into something that could no be called or related to a Werewolf.
The shift in their reactions was immediate. It was as though fire had suddenly erupted from the ground, licking at their heels, and they scrambled backward in a frenzy, their boots scraping against the stone floor. Some tripped over each other, gasping in shock, while others instinctively pressed themselves against the farthest wall, eyes wide with disbelief and fear.
