The lumen watched with anger as it was left alone with the man in red. It wanted to follow after the girl, but knew if it left its gaurd down the man would attack. The wolf wasn't having a lot of fun, that was for sure.

But that man was in his way. And his instincts told him to take the man down. The man had claws, but the lumen had fangs and light. And it planned to use the light.

Snarling as it moved closer, the lumen eyed the claws carefully. Crouched low and ready to attack, the lumen sprung to the left. Just as it landed, it pushed off the ground again, strafing to the right. And when it saw the perfect moment, the lumen pushed forward, its fangs bared and aimed for the man's torso.