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August Kohler It's midnight in Alberichstadt, Germany! Through the magic of scheming, actual magic, and foxgirls, Gudako Ordria has lured a teenager into playing THE PERSONA GAME. One Sascha Lietner, a homeless gang leader in Alberichstadt who was expelled from Drachenblatt not long ago, and has a desire for revenge. As she stands in front of the mirror at midnight, alone, saying the magic words, she waits. Impatiently. And then it happens. A massive brick of a man, clothed in red and carrying an axe taller than he, reaches through the mirror, and grabs the girl, pulling her in. It's a routine for him.

What isn't routine is the group of watchers nearby, waiting for exactly this moment. Having done it before, it won't be hard for Caster to open the mirror, so the only thing left to do is trail the Woodsman!

The Red Woodsman's path through the forest involves much tree-jumping and leaping. It's not hard to keep up, and he's not paying attention to his flank, so tailing him isn't difficult. In the end, he stops at a dark patch of woods, covered in more trees than the Forest normally is, and with an odd effect to it: it's near silent. No chitterings of roaming Shadows, no strange creatures roaming around (that you know of), just the eerie sounds of glass leaves and the faint sound of footsteps in the trees.

Sascha Lietner is dropped into the middle of these woods. And it's just a matter of moments before the beast that rules them, the Pale Wolf, catches her scent and begins his chase.
Gudako Ordria     Gudako only has one presence with her today, and she's visible for once. Caster, the blue-robed foxgirl, hangs off to the side of her master as the two, and their guests, wait near Sascha's dwelling to see if, at midnight, she takes the bait or not.

    And it would be hard to miss the fact that she does.

    The group has been briefed, naturally: it would be hard to tamper with the Persona Game itself, but there's one thing that's always the same for all victims. A time limit. The players must clear their quest before the Pale Wolf reaches them and, well, eats them.

    Since fooling the Woodsman would be terrible difficult, the group will, as such, not interfere with Sascha's game directly. Instead, they're going to find the Pale Wolf and slow it down, granting Sascha as much additional time as possible-- while finding out what exactly the Wolf is capable of doing, something there is very little intel about.

    Tracking the victim's path through the forest isn't hard; Caster is a fox, after all, and that doesn't even account for what Ira and Ashurel bring to the table. Once they find Sascha, it gets even easier: stay put, and wait. Sascha will no doubt walk off, and the Pale Wolf will follow her tracks and scent. They'll prepare traps everywhere behind Sascha and ambush the Wolf in waves.

    And so we find Caster, preparing paper talismans that she spreads on the ground, loaded with an assortment of curses. Slow, stats down, blindness, anything that'll provide an edge. Ira is basically the muscle. Ashurel is a wildcard, and Gudako'll be glad to see what she'll think and offer.
Ira MacNally Ira is completely undeterred by physical activity. She navigates the forest easily, even taking point to lead the path left by the Red Woodsman. Had she been exploring this place alone in her absence? No, couldn't be. That would be too dangerous...right?

    Of all those they could have chosen today, Ira certainly would have recommended today's victim. The similarities to her were uncanny and she wasn't unfamiliar with Sascha either, though the biggest difference was where Sascha had a gang, she had no one and had repeatedly told Sascha to fuck off on offers to join said gang. Sascha was an inferior, someone who hadn't figured out yet that a predator needed to control their predation. The expulsion was bare evidence of this.

    The tall teenager waits, fingering her lighter, the hair on the back of her neck slowly starting to prick as the wolf draws near. Encountering the wolf again was not something she wanted to do, not at this early in her time with her powers. But this was a necessary evil if they wanted to make the fall guy out of Sascha.

    "It's comin'." she draws through gritted teeth.
Ashurel Cloudbank     Ashurel is here today, dressed in her robes and carrying her satchel at her side. She's remarkably physically fit for what one would expect a wizard to be at and is easily able to keep up with the arduous hike through so she can follow after the Fox.

    You would think that while the others were preparing, Ashurel would be too. But that's silly, since she prepared all her spells when she woke up this morning. Instead, she's actually pestering Caster. There's no request for permission or regard for her say in it, and the researcher wizard is making her life setting up those traps and talismans quite difficult.

    "Fascinating, fascinating. A permamently manifested construct." She remarks off-handedly.

    She produces a small pair of scissors from her bag and tries to take a hairsample from the Servant's head and put it in a small plastic bag. And then, more audaciously, a sample from her tail to put in the same bag. She'd actually be sticking a tongue depresser in Caster's mouth and a flashlight in her eyes if she weren't bent over and trying to set up her ambush.
August Kohler Setting traps isn't hard, especially with only apparently two creatures besides their group in the Forest. The paper slips stick to the ground, hidden between the oddly-colored foliage.

Ira can very well recognize the sounds of the Wolf; the haunting, terrifying thing it was. Fur gets brushed in the trees. Sounds of footsteps in fours, dashing through the dirt. Panting. And then a loud howl, which sounds like it's coming from all over the Forest. Sascha Lietner has begun walking, pretty pissed off at her sudden abduction, when she hears the howl. Instinctively, she grabs a glass twig from the base of a tree, before turning towards the trees. "Oy! Stupid mutt, come out here!" Sascha begins towards the trees, until she sees a sillohuette of a wolf on the ground. And then she sees the thing itself, and something just goes wrong in her brain. "No...god, no. Stay back!" The teenaged girl begins running down the path, as the creature begins its pursuit...

And is hit by the slips. A piercing howl emanates through the Forest, as it leaps behind the trees, shaking off its blindness. Sascha gains ground from this distraction, as the Wolf turns towards the slips, sniffing the ground to find both the cause...and the scent. And then, it grins. A wide grin, noticable on the massive sillohuette that serves as a way to track it.

The hunt has begun. And this time, there's two sets of prey, as the Pale Wolf sniffs around for those trying to fool it.
Gudako Ordria     Caster is too busy setting the curses up to mind Ashurel's prodding. Unfortunately, hair and fur samples will turn back into volatile mana at some nebulous point in the future, anywhere between a few minutes and a few hours depending on storage conditions. It'd tell her a lot on the fact Caster may look and emulate a human body, but ultimately she's just a clump of magic held together by a soul in a shape that suits it.

    There might be something to say too about the class container itself, but that'd require deeper studies.

    When the Wolf falls for the traps and momentarily repeats, Gudako steps forward, hands behind her back and calm. "I doubt it'll stay stunned long! We should follow after Sascha and set up the next ambush~. Ira, bestie, you're our backup plan! If the Wolf catches up to us we might need a good punch to its jaw to distract it and run away again."

    She leads the way, of course, following after Sascha but far enough there's no risk of the Woodsman spotting them. Not to mention whatever stealth spells Ashurel can put in motion. For her part, Caster supplies people with good luck charms, which functionally just make it more likely for them to escape notice through lucky coincidences and distractions.

    Uneasily, Caster looks back, having lost sight of the Wolf for now but more than aware that it's there. Something about it seems to be making her hesitate and pause occasionally, but she's not sure what.
Ira MacNally From their hiding spot, she watches Sascha's reaction to the wolf. Given her own experience she can't even bring herself to laugh at this because she's experienced it personally. Realizing this /empathy/ she feels for her rival draws an angry snort from her before she suppresses the feeling, drawing her gaze back to the lurking wolf, watching as it activates the slips laid out as traps.

    "Ha ha ha, of course. Right in the jaw." Ira grins a toothy grin that seems...rather /forced/. "C'mon, we better move. It's going to start tracking one of us so we will need to stall it from our victim for a little while. But it'll still need to confront her again. That's part of the trial. I'm not sure if it works if you don't do that."

    She follows along, breaking off a glass branch of her own for her own defensive reasons.
Ashurel Cloudbank     Ashurel will be both vexed and fascinated when her gathered samples return to magical form. The nature of the summoned Servant is something Ashurel has yet to fully research and, for the safety of Caster, probably should never be allowed that opportunity. She gets a bigger distraction a moment later as the piercing howl goes through the forest.

    "Oh my. Well, I suppose we'd better begin. More chances to research later." She muses as she hoists up her staff and adjusts her black robes. Since Gudako actually wanted to see Ashurel's unique form of wizardry, the wizard is happy to abide her now as they get moving, "I shall set a trap."

    She twirls her staff and conjures up a spell. It looks like a fireball forms at the top of her staff before she inserts it directly into the ground where it simple vanishes. Her eyes flash, irises lighting up as the wizard, immediately after casting the basic spell, analyzes the source of her magic and begins weaving it into something new.

    The entire process takes less than a second.

Deciphering Akashic Source.
Insert Metamagical Formula
Analytical Metamagic Add Keyword: Trigger

    After that split second, she steps back. There, that should be a bit of a nasty shock.

    Delayed Blast Fireball has become Triggered Delayed Blast Fireball

    If anything walks over the precise 5 foot square area she just cast a spell on, the entire thing erupts into a massive fireball. Rather than the standard 10-20 second delay, it's an indefinite trap waiting for the wolf.
August Kohler SONG SHIFT: Wicked Game - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Z9J83L3lc0

Sascha Lietner is running for her life. She saw /something/ in those trees, and whatever it was scared her intensely. She ducks into the trees, trying to get into a more clustered path in order to lose it. The problem, is, that the Wolf rules these Woods. It is the king, and you can't lose it. You can only run. Another howl rings through the Woods, causing Sascha to stop momentarily out of shock, before running even faster, sweat building as her heart burns from the extertion.

Meanwhile, the Wolf moves through the trees, but Caster turns back to look behind her, out of unease. Standing inbetween the trees, in the back, is the shape of a man, a well-built but shifty man who doesn't look directly back at her. And the sense that something evil lies this way. For Caster, this shape is likely easily recognizable, something that she's seen before.

As Ira draws her gaze to the retreating wolf, she sees a massive canine, perhaps larger than a bus. It is built out of muscle and murder, a creature that seems like it could tear an entire army in half. Its jaws drip the blood of a fresh catch, and its eyes scream 'predator'. The entire beast has the aura of a monster, something that has no qualms with tearing down those weaker than itself. And it's done it before.

As the Wolf attempts to pursue Sascha, it takes the wrong step. An explosion of fire roars as it is knocked back into the trees, howling intensely. Though, for Ashurel Cloudbank, this isn't a howl. It's a meow, one of anger and pain, as a thin tail peeks out of the trees. The shape turns, a pair of ears and a whiskered face poking past the glass woods, before it leaps upwards and over them in a blur.

Above Caster, she sees a man dressed traditionally, like an Eastern occultist. A handsome man, who glances at her before shifting his vision, with an aura of intense darkness. He speaks to her, and only her, as he lands across from her. "Oh, if it isn't that fox. Are you still pretending to be like them? To be human? Or have you accepted that you're a monster, and don't belong anywhere but in the ground?" He smiles, as he begins chanting a familiar form of chant, and strange energy swirls forward, moving to strike Caster and sap her energy. Besides the energy drain, the curse itself will hurt hard, truly the power of a formidable occultist. And then, the man dashes around her.

For Ira MacNally, she sees that predator of a wolf. It stands over her, with only bloodlust on its mind, as it raises its jaws and slams forward, attempting to smash her up. It only bites for a minute, though, before attempting to toss her into the trees. It could kill her...but why not toy with her? She's inferior either way.

For Ashurel Cloudbank, a housecat wanders up, licking itself, before glaring at her. It wants nothing but to strike her, as it leaps forward, claws first. For a cat, these claws are severely damaging, more like knives than nail.

For Gudako Ordria, she sees a massive pale wolf. It stares at her when it notices nothing really happened, and then it smiles widely, almost mimicking her. Opening its maw, it follows with a large area-effect of dark energy, hoping to blast both her and everyone around her, especially while they're distracted with its illusions. The Pale Wolf's eyes have intelligence, as it scans Gudako with them, trying to figure out her weakness. How to terrorize her. And then, it attempts to leap back into the trees, so that they'll follow it, attempt to fight it, and die.
Gudako Ordria     What the Wolf sees in Gudako is probably very similar to what it would see in a Shadow. There's not many differences between the girl and the monsters the forest creates, save that Gudako is undeniably, fully human, not the offshoot of an individual's personality. There's nothing good in there, though. She's a sociopath to the core, inhibitions and fears burned out by god knows what. Everything that would make a normal person human, she lacks, except the flesh and the blood.

    That's fine, though. The Wolf doesn't NEED fears to threaten her. Gudako isn't very strong, and her Servant is completely distracted. The wave of darkness slams into the magus, and her back cracks against the tree behind her. She doesn't stop smiling, that's probably the odd part, as she groans her way up, a bit of blood escaping from her mouth.

    "Caster! What gives, you let me get hit!"

    Caster does not answer her master.

    She stares at the man she hoped never to see again; deep inside she'd suspected it was a matter of time before she crossed him again as a Servant or something similar, but had gambled on it not happening. A volley of talismans fly in front of her protectively, but the man's spell quickly overpowers her and forces her down to one knee, sapped of energy.

    "Abe no Seimei... you're the real monster between us! All that blood on my hands should be on yours, you made it all happen!" Her mirror appears, floating around her idly, but she doesn't seem to WANT to attack back.

    Gudako ponders, idly using a low-grade, shoddy healing spell to realign her spine while she has a chance, between the Wolf's attacks. "Huh. Heeeey, miss Cloudbank, bestie, what are you two seeing right now?"
Ira MacNally "Sweet shit..!" Ira says breathlessly as, in her mind, she sees the wolf suddenly turning on her, growing, becoming even more terrifying than the first form it took during her trials. The overall pervading sense of hopelessness fills her. She could never fight this thing. She could never beat this thing. She was too weak. Too weak weak weak weak.

    She brings the branch she plucked free down on the thing as it picks her up in its jaws and hurls her upwards. It shatters into glass upon contact with seemingly little effect. Then, suddenly, without any further explanation to the others, her body is flung into one of the glass trees, which also shatters under her weight.

    Her durability helps her survive this. But she knows, every time she looks at the bus-sized wolf, that even her enhanced strength brought on by the Beast cannot overcome this thing. It will kill her. She will die. She is not strong enough.

    "Can't you see it? It's huge. The wolf is /huge/. It's too strong. We can't survive against this thing, it's going to kill us all."

    Ira sounds weird. Oddly resigned and bitter, even as she pulls her lighter free to look at it, calling upon the Beast, which appears in /front/ of her for once.
Ashurel Cloudbank     Ah. The ancient and mighty foe of all 1st-level wizards, the common housecat. Many a wizard has been menaced by such a creature. Many, no matter how detached from emotion they are, never forget that fear. Her eyes go wide.

    "N-no. Stay away! It'll kill all of us!"

    Ashurel, at the sight of the housecat, slams the bottom of her staff into the ground. She activates what is loosely known as the 'Mage Wombo Combo'.

    Moment Of Prescience: My Spell executes perfectly.
    Greater Celerity: My spell executes immediately.
    Meteor Swarm: My spell.

    "STAY BACK!"

    She shrieks as she slams the staff into the ground, burning three of her highest level spells in an instant. Conjured from the sky, four gigantic spheres of fire attempt to converge on the cat in a pillar of all-consuming hellfire.
August Kohler The wolf frowns when it realizes that Gudako's just a really shitty person. That's not that fun. It can't scare her! Therefore, it'll just have to kill her. A burst of powerful energy that hits no resistances, but no weaknesses, fires forward from its jaws, a single shot straight for Gudako. It's hoping to use her individual weakness to pick her off, which should cut that aura it has with its familiar, before destroying the other two.

Abe no Seimei laughs as the spell overpowers her, and she summons her mirror. Caster's retort brings a wicked smile on his face, as he replies. "Really? Then answer me this, fox. Who took a name and human form, despite being a monster who has no place amongst man? Who killed thousands upon thousands of them, leaving orphans, making widows, and soaking the fields in blood? To my recollection, it was a demon in the shape of a fox, one with no name or worth." As he berates her, his eyes shift to her mirror, the one she doesn't attack with. "Oh, are you not going to attack me? You understand, then. That you're a demon who has no right to exist. Allow me to end your miserable life, then, fox." Abe no Seimei begins chanting once more, as spears of cursed energy lance forward, attempting to impale her over and over, until she leaves nothing but blood.

The glass branch shatters onto the Wolf, causing it to flinc as Ira is tossed to the side. It shakes it off, before turning to her without much interest. She's just another piece of prey. It could kill her in its sleep. A massive paw swipes forward, attempting to bat her to the side and claw her up, claws sharper than anything known to man, as it howls into the darkness.

Finally, the cat tries to claw at Ashurel, but she casts a spell. A really, really, really dangerous spell. It looks up, as the meteors begin to rain downwards. Indeed, meteors are also raining upon Abe no Seimei, the Predator Wolf, AND the Pale Wolf. The four meteors are raining upon EVERYTHING, and they strike into the Wolf, exploding in flames. A massive pain-wracked howl is let out, as it lashes out at all around it, deadly claws striking at glass and person alike, as the fire melts glass and begins to engulf the forest. The dark forest is glittered with the light of the Meteor Swarm.

Sascha Leitner is still escaping through the Woods. Once she sees that fire, she keeps running even further, stopping behind a tree to catch her breath. When will this end?
August Kohler As the fire spreads around the Wolf's Woods, the man with the watching eye sees that something has gone horribly wrong. Others are inside these Woods, and they're bringing chaos. A figure begins leaping through the trees, about 8 feet tall and with an axe as tall as he in his hands, his clothes colored red. The Red Woodsman leaps onto a tree above the wolf, as he fumes with anger at the Confederates. "You do not belong here. Leave at once." He glances briefly at Ira MacNally and gives off a disgusted look, as he raises his axe. "It would seem you were a mistake."

This is followed by a swing of his axe, as a massive blast of pure force flies at Gudako, Caster, Ira, and Ashurel. The Woodsman is not aiming for the Wolf, though he is keeping distance from it, as he attacks. "LEAVE!" The force blast is incredibly powerful, as trees are sent flying and the ground quakes, while the tree the Woodsman stands on begins to give in under his enormous pressure.
Ashurel Cloudbank     "Oh no! My magic is destabilizing!" Ashurel shouts in a panic after the meteor swarm drops. She twirls her staff a bit, "Miss Magus, I can't hold the illusion spell you asked me for."

    With a swish of her staff, she casts a spell over at Ira. Rather than a spell coming off Ira, it's a spell going onto her. A polymorph spell. Ashurel doesn't know many people, personally, so she uses her alternate form from the other night of Alyas Sudonim.

    If Ira mentally assents to her shape being changed, she'll suddenly become adorable: http://i.imgur.com/5tx4zdX.jpg

    Otherwise, as the massive causes an earth-shaking blast, Ashurel slams her staff down again, "Bar the way oh Iron Wall!" With a huge sheet of foot-thick iron coming out of the ground to diffuse the force and then promptly shatter from the woordsman's mighty attack.

    "I think we should leave!"
Gudako Ordria     "I just wanted to live peacefully! And to know love!" Caster retorts, her mirror lancing between the incoming energy spears. It manages to deflect a fair number of them, but they're too fast, and there's too many, to get them all. One lances through one of her arms, another a leg, pinning her to the ground so that she can't wriggle free or leap away easily.

    The arrival of the Woodsman is especially unwelcome, but it's something Caster can focus on. Something she isn't completely terrified of or angry at. Gudako, well, she's momentarily busy getting smashed through a tree by another energy blast from the Pale Wolf and trying not to choke on her own blood when she's back up. This is VERY unpleasant for her, she's very flimsy. Still standing, miraculously, but now bleeding pretty badly from her forehead and shoulders.

    "No! We can't leave yet!" Gudako answers Ashurel; they need to buy Sascha just a little bit more time. She answered the Woodsman, as he prepares to swing. "Mister Woodsman, aren't people allowed to fight death if they want to? You should be happy we're taking this head-on, we're doing your job for you!" 8D

    Yeah, piss off the Woodsman, that'll help.

    "CASTER!"

    The Servant pulls back, to her master's side. She still looks absolutely awful, and can't take her eyes off her vision, but her mirror interferes with the Woodsman's attack. At the cost of quite a bit of mana, the mirror gleams brightly, and attempts to reflect as much of the force blast as it can, not just towards the Woodsman but towards the Wolf as well.

    Turning their strikes against them might be the easiest way to do any sort of damage while also surviving, but Caster won't be able to do it for long.
Ira MacNally That massive paw is intercepted by the Beast, but this only seems to last for a few moments, holding it back just a little before it swats both persona and master across the forest, breaking through a trio of glass trees. Ira flops to the ground, bleeding from all sorts of cuts from the glass. Automatically, these cuts start to regenerate, but that is the least of her worries. She rolls sideways to evade an incoming meteor, shaken out of her fear for a moment by sheer surprise. Who was going all Lezard on everyone-oh, the wizard, of course.

    She wants to yell at her but there was just too much going on right now to really get mad at Ashurel, especially when she can get really mad at the Red Woodsman for calling her a mistake. It's bad enough that a vein bulges from her forehead, "I EARNED THIS!!" she bellows suddenly, "I-"

    Poof.

    Ira is completely caught off-guard as she's polymorphed into an adorable teenager. The kind she wished she looked like occasionally instead of the hulking pig-beast that she was. But as she quickly learns, this form definitely didn't feel as durable. She peels herself off the ground after being slapped there with a force blast. "I think I agree with the wizard! Without that other girl's form I don't think I can survive here...!" she says, apparently catching onto the ruse quickly.
August Kohler The Red Woodsman stares stoically at Gudako, as he brings his axe back up to his side. "No." And then slams it downwards, the powerful axe striking down to hit Gudako. However, it reflects off of Caster's shield, as the force energy strikes straight back at him. He flinches for a moment, but shakes it off and moves to strike back at the shield. It'd seem he's resistant to his own attacks!

The Wolf howls, growling at the Woodsman before it runs back into the trees to hunt Sascha. Sascha has stopped her breather after hearing the quake, which Ashurel's wall blocked, and Sascha is now on the run again, climbing through glass vines and thorns to escape the beast.

The Woodsman keeps striking on Caster's shield, attempting to shatter it with powerful blows, as he speaks. "Leave or die!" He raises his axe as it glimmers off the remaining specks of fire. The emblem of a dragon glitters off the axehead for but a moment before the axe strikes down, a powerful aura of force surrounding it as he moves to strike Caster down, before leaping backwards. Energy begins to swirl around him as he begins storing power, strengthing himself. If there's any chance to escape, it's now, though they could also counterattack at this time.
Ashurel Cloudbank     "Let's go! Alyas cannot take the blame for MacNally any more. The plan is ruined!" Ashurel calls in a panic. She doesn't have much left to do but hope that the Woodsman will believe that Ira's Polymorphed form is her 'True' one and that she'll spare Ira MacNally being outed among her friends.

    "I'm going to try to get us out of here! We've done what we can," A statement which is true on multiple levels. They stalled the Wolf for a while. They tried to help the candidate. Now they have to retreat to make it look like they were actually trying to turn the Woodsman against the other members of the forest.

    "I just have one big spell left!" Ashurel calls out, swinging her staff and hitting the air in front of her like it was a bat. It tried to sunder a hole into Reality with a powerful swipe of her staff and the casting of the Gate Spell.

    Gate, which seeks to briefly connect two planes, would immediately route to the most convenient and easily-accessible place to Ashurel: Her own demi-plane. It would also be a really handy way to escape.
Gudako Ordria     Time and time again the axe smashes into the mirror. It's a testament to the divine artifact that there is not a single crack in it; whatever that massive mirror is, it isn't something you can just break. The same cannot be said of its wielder. With every strike Caster weakens, and she's functionally one-armed right now after those energy spears hit her. She can't hold the mirror back against so much pressure for very long, and eventually the axe smashes the mirror away, the tip of the axe and its draconic fury cutting a nasty gash on the Servant's chest.

    Luckily, nonlethal, but it's no light injury.

    Gudako steps forward, still smiling (and bleeding). "Gee, okay, okay. We're leaving! Aren't you mister loves-to-party. What's the Wolf to you and the Queen anyway? I thought someone called the Woodsman would rather hunt wild animals, not work with them." She's trying to bait an answer out of him, yes.

    Either way, Caster turns incorporeal and retreats to her master, and once the Gate is open, Gudako will step through with the others. With any luck, after the Woodsman answers her jabs, but oh well.
Ira MacNally "Hurry! Without that strength backing me up-!" Ira says, gladly giving her true self a bit more credit than it probably deserves rigth now, "-I'm done for. We're all done for! Hurry, hurry!"

    She doesn't dare use her abilities. She doesn't dare summon the Beast out of fear of breaking the illusion. She's tempted to ask again for the name that Ashurel just used but with two supernatural forces of nature breathing down their necks, she wasn't all that interested in more stalling.

    Standing, Ira rushes over to Ashurel and hurls herself through that Gate once it appears.
August Kohler As Ashurel begins to flee, the Woodsman turns away from her. He's frustrated at his inability to break Caster's mirror, but is distracted by Gudako asking him questions as she leaves. She likely doesn't get the response she wanted, but it's a response nonetheless. "I am not /working with him/." He doesn't strike at them as they leave, but instead begins to walk towards the gate, the ground quaking with his every step. Once he's guaranteed they're gone, he leaps off to the trees to end the hunt.

Sascha Lietner survives. While the Wolf comes at her again, she faces her fear long enough to survive, and the Woodsman deems her, despite the interference, worthy. He lifts her from the Woods and grants her the power of Persona. As she is left back at her hideout, however, Sascha is fuming. She has only one thought on her mind.

Revenge.