With his second sight, he knew the werewolf was stalking him, as he strolled through the moonlit park that night. He knew it was an apex werewolf with exceptional stealth because it didn’t give itself away by howling, and it silently followed him. He acted as if he didn’t know he was in the werewolf’s sights. Inexplicably, he seemed nonchalant despite the impending doom.
But he was no ordinary human, and he was armed and formidable. When the werewolf came upon him howling and about to rip him to shreds, he wheeled around, grinned, leaped in the air, and sliced off the werewolf’s head with his samurai sword and superhuman cyborg reflexes.
Bob Boyd