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Galathil growled and yelped as the steel bullets pierced his skin. He growled and roared at the vampire and thought.

Wrath...of...my...ancestors...

With that his fur began to sear slightly, and he was lit on fire. A flame cloak, his ancestor's wrath. He then swung his mighty paw towards the legs of the vampire.