The Fight Begins

Awaiting at the entrance stood the werewolf
And he was laughing at the heroes’ numbers
He howled once again and from the forest
Appeared every kind of nature’s creepy product

They were encircled by a ring of dancing teeth
And back in back the heroes took a stand
Bewildered by the paralyzing screams
Praying and hoping and so the fight began

Jumping
And blocking
Protecting one another from the coming strokes
Attacking
And striking
The enemies were coming in waves and rows
Running
And hiding
From the blows and hits that were to strong
Preparing
And waiting
For the perfect moment to take their tolls

They got the quakes
They got the waves
They got the fire in their hearts

They got their hands
They got their legs
They got the beating in their hearts

They took them down, the allies of the werewolf died
The blood of enemies already frozen on the ground
Their leader cowered out and took shelter inside
Perhaps preparing traps to take them down

But this fight was a triumph for the better kind
And though the victory requested to be proud
They could not celebrate or sing some songs
Cause water was already frozen on the ground