[@King Tai]
Vladimir watches the two wolves coming at him and waits. Once the one diving at him was close enough one large fist slams into the werewolf's neck crushing the windpipe with a sicking crunch sound. Then he leaps up and lands slamming himself into the other wolf's spine. Then he stands and picks up the wolf, his beastial self fully in control now. Which means he wants to feed. His upper canines seem to get longer, more sharp. Then....he rips out the wolf's throat and feeds. Blood going everywhere making this seem like a real life horror film. Now its more clear then ever why he was so good at his job....and why he always had such control. Because when he snaps...he becomes...a killing machine that just wants to consume. Once drained the dead wolf gets dropped and his head snaps up to the roof. He licks his blood stained lips before slowly looking back at elliot. His glowing red eyes boring straight into his, the dead wolf so drained nothing more came from it...the rest were thankfully passed out from the pain. The only way to win this...is to get him back to himself...because knowing what he did is enough.