Drake clenched his jaw, he took a deep breath. Before he used his other leg to kick the wolf off of him. She had taken a good chunck of flesh out of his leg, but the healing had kicked in fast their was nothing but teeth marks left their and dried up blood. He grabbed the metal rod he always kept it was retractable he made it go to full length. Waiting for the next attack, he got into the same stance as his father had taught him.