Dame Athanasia checked her dress again, but it still was palpably wet. She sighed sat on the ground.

"Well, we still have another hour to get ready, but no more," she said to Kajira. The witch shook her head.

"I'm not so sure, milady. The earlier we'll get to the inn, the bigger our chances to get the map would be. So... Oh, crap, what's going on?"

The witch and the vampiress turned to the loud noise and saw Livonna and Wolffang confronting each other.

"Cool down, wolfie! It's not my fault, that you are that clumsy!" the orcess said.

"I am not clumsy, greenskin!" the she-werewolf growled "Just confess finally, that it was you! You activated that trap!"

"No, I didn't! If I weren't Wolffang..."

"Wolffang? How dare you to call yourself such a name! You have no honour for that! Oh, I will show you a true wolf fang!" Livonna growled angrily and suddenly turned into a large she-wolf.

"Oh, this is not good!" Dame Athanasia whispered.

"Wait! Maybe I did that, but..." Wolffang turned her back to Livonna, preparing to scoot to the tree, hoping that the werewolf wouldn't get her there, but the angered beast was too fast to her. Livonna jumped and knocked her opponent off, making her fall on all fours, and then bitten the orcess's butt. Poor Wolffang screamed out loud.