[@King Tai]
Vladimir gets tackled. Soon after that the biting and scratching begins. He feels his inner beast struggle more, his eyes starting to get a red hue. The sound of spiders becomes overwhelming as each wound they deal heals. Slowly, he stands through the biting and other damaging attacks they are trying to do to him. Once standing, it would appear that he is missing a few chunks here and there that are visibly healing, small trails of blood ooze flowing down from various places. He puts a hand up to his jaw and pops it back into place and lightly pats a pocket finding that he did not have any more blood on him. This means he has to force himself not to think about the food surrounding him. But then, one werewolf gets a hold of his hoop. He feels his head move with it. "Do not do tha-" The hoop gets ripped free from his ear and in that same moment the beast gets unleashed. 

His skin becomes paler and harder, the bites now not affecting him. His canines all elongate and his mouth seems to get bigger. His eyes blaze a bright red glowing in the darkness. His ears become slightly pointed and his nails get small points. The beast roars, the roar ending with an unearthly shriek...as if the mash up of beings affected his vocal cords. His eyes snap to the one who had stolen his hoop and his hand shoots out grabbing the werewolf's hand and holding it up to his face like they weighed nothing. Then he squeezes feeling the bones in the wrist snap causing his hoop to fall to the ground. He then smiles...a smile so cruel...so inhuman it would cause any predator to run. In a swift motion the werewolf gets slammed on their back and their arm moved all the way back in the wrong direction, breaking it. The beast scoops up the hoop and rips open its own ear lobe and lets it heal around it. Once healed he swings looking at the other two and licking its lips. His one usually none visible eye glowing underneath his hair somehow making him more creepy. It slowly walks toward the other werewolves, deliberately slow, like a cat toying with mice or insects. The look in its eyes showing nothing but anger and hunger. The side of him he never wanted to unleash ever again...the side of him he barely has any control of...the reason he made the artificial blood other then not wanting to drain rabbits anymore.