Bad to Worse

"You are injured!" said the Werewolf suddenly with wide eyes, as the things in mind clicked. 

The Werewolf is more intelligent than I had thought. 

"No wonder you have attacked us. If you had not, we would have discovered you and then it would have been over for you," it said added, and a bit of smile appeared on its face.

It became dumb again. Though not that dumb, anyone in its place would think the same.

It is better to attack proactively than wait for the attackers. My success in killing Bearman gave more proof to its theory.

"Wow, you are so intelligent," I mocked. Which, instead of making it angry, makes it smile brightly. 

"Mocking isn't going to save you, human," it said and attacked.