[color=fff200]Not a pickle, I am a monk, my title is Xing Yi the Endless one, and I have my endless long bow trained on you, werewolf.[/color]

Xing drew back his arrow and was ready to fire at any given moment, the tension in the air was thick, and Xing could sense this creature was incredibly strong, and was exuding some powerful energies that seemed to transcend regular magic. Xing Yi had encountered all manners of beasts and warriors before, but this individual was perhaps the most intrugiung. 

[color=fff200]Why have you come here? you are clearly not from this land or maybe even this world. I think you should leave, your aura stinks of a false god, your very presence offends me.[/color]

Xing took a few steps back with bow still trained on the werewolf, looking to put the broken coffin between himself and this creature for minor cover should he need it.