470 Chase in forest- Part 3

Raphael's body skidded through the forest ground, and he hit his back against the trunk of a tree. The gun that was in his hand slipped and fell elsewhere, and he cursed himself. The werewolf came right at him, and he tried to stall it. His eyes checked the trees and trying to find the right place where he could trap the werewolf. 

Running past the trees, pulling out his metal cards as it was the only thing that could be used ot distract the werewolf. He turned back to throw the cards at the werewolf and once it touched the beast the cards exploded. 

The werewolf pranced as fast as possible and it got hold of Raphael's legs before pulling him as if he was a toy. If this werewolf wasn't Elizabeth, Raphael would have slit its heart out, but he was at a disadvantage. 

"You know this might be one of those times where Elizabeth Harris is chasing me," he joked as he was dangled by the giant beast to be thrown on the ground. Standing up, he cracked his neck while keeping an eye on the werewolf. He pulled out the glass vial that had the blue liquid inside it from his pocket. 

When the werewolf came to attack Raphael, he didn't run but tried to escape from its claws, and he tried to get on its back. The werewolf tried to catch him, moving back and forth but Raphael made sure to hold on to the beast. He had to somehow put the antidote in the werewolf's mouth. He tried to turn the werewolf unconscious, but it was a beast and not a human. Raphael pushed the werewolf down on the ground by using his demon strength, struggling not to get scratched or bit by its vicious teeth. 

Bringing the glass vial back in his hand, he was ready to break the vial and pour the liquid into the werewolf's mouth, when suddenly it clawed his back, making him wince in pain. Its nails dug deep enough to cause blood drip down from his back. The werewolf growled before pushing him on the ground, and then took a bite at his leg.

The werewolf's teeth digged deep into Raphael's leg that carried its saliva and venom. 

Before the werewolf could bite him again, he pushed it back on the ground, wrestling with it and felt another its claws dig into the side of his body. Trying to ignore the pain he felt, Raphael brought his hand near its mouth and broke the glass in his hand for the liquid to fall straight into its mouth. Raphael only hoped that this worked. 

He felt its claws digging further into his body before it threw him away, for him to fall on the ground. Raphael groaned in pain, clutching the side of his waist as blood started to ooze out of it profusely. Raphael felt his strength starting to leave his body. 

Beth looked at her hands, and then she looked around her surroundings and saw she was in a forest. 

"Take my coat..." she heard Raphael's voice, and when she turned around, she caught sight of him leaning against a tree. 

During her transformation into a werewolf, Beth's clothes had torn, leaving her now naked. She quickly took the coat, wearing it before sitting down next to him, seeing the blood that started to soak on the snow-covered ground.

"You're bleeding!" Beth didn't have anything with her that would help in covering his wounds.

Nociting her hands that were already covered in blood, she realized it was her who had done this to him. She looked ahead and then behind, wondering if she could get some help. The last time she had been conscious, it was when Madeline was untying the ropes around her legs. 

"I am fine," Raphael tiredly waved his hand so that she wouldn't worry about him. "I guess you don't have to worry about being a furry animal anymore." Beth noticed he had difficulty in uttering those words because of the pain he was in. She saw him looking up at the sky, and her gaze followed to catch sight of the moon that continued to emit light down on the ground. 

"We need to get you help," said Beth with worry, ready to put her hands around Raphael to support him which the demon found it to be endearing. This entire time, he had stayed next to her side, watching her and she had changed.

"I don't think we can make it there on time, Lady Elizabeth," said Raphael.

The blood around Raphael only increased, making the snow turned redder, similar to the time when she had seen Madeline kill the demon girl when they were little. 

"What do you mean? There's Madeline there. She can heal your wounds-"

Beth was interrupted by Raphael, "Lady Madeline might not be in her full strength now. She used most of her strength in healing Lady Lucy, who was in far worse condition than I am right now. If she tries to heal again, it will only harm her."

Raphael took a deep breath before letting out a sigh. He let his head lean back against the bark of the tree. 

Worried, Beth said, "Let me go and find someone who can help." She was ready to stand up when she saw Raphael shake his head. 

"Stay, Lady Elizabeth, please. It would be lonely to die without anyone next to me."