The moment the magic bolt was launched at Girania, the woman turned her body, allowing it to just fly past her. By look alone, Girania thought it a straightforward, uncomplicated offensive spell that mainly looked deadly. It was quite boring, if she were to be completely honest. Don't get her wrong, she felt the power behind it. The attack was deadly, but the spell itself just seemed boring to her. It was as standard as a basic, ball-sized fireball.

Still, the man began the battle with an attempt on her life. She would have to return the favor.

"You attacked me..."

Girania took hold of her sun-inspired chakrams, and twirled it in her hands. On her face was an innocent-looking grin.

"Now I have to defend myself."

Girania flung her weapons to the side, allowing them to spin and curve towards the new enemy. Girania relaxed her arms after throwing them. She was aware that the werewolves would attack the moment they think they have a chance, but they were nuisances at best. The feral were very predictable, after all. She kept her attention to both them, and her opponent. Best not to ignore one or the other.