The wolf-man had fallen into the trap as easily as a fish would take the bait.
Velmer, absolutley silent, shrouded himself with a thick fog, and now, this man could not see him, unless he walked into the fog, which was doom.
The man walked in, and Velmer stood directly behind him.
Them, with the full-fledged power of a Royal Vampire, whacked the man across the neck.
He heard a loud snap as the man fell to the ground, most likely unconcious. Velmer sighed and disappeared, rejoining his army. His eventual return was inevitable.
you very much
If a tree would fall in the woods.....would the other trees laugh at it?