Ryan's eyes widened as the enemy disappeared, not being able to stop his run before Anthony seemed to appear directly in front of him, swinging the butt of the gun at him. He attempted to stop, swinging the arrow he had in his hand up at the arm only to see the man disappear, with another behind where the man had been. He grabbed his face as if he had been hit, checking his face to ensure that he hadn't been hit and the adrenaline had stopped it from hurting. He looked at his hand, seeing no blood and looked up at the others. [i]I couldn't do anything... Mason lost his wolf, and the best I could do was become a distraction so someone else could do some damage...[/i]