Raphael lead his brother and the Son to the edge of the forest. He moved to grip his sword, just in case there were more of them and pressed on, ignoring the pounding in his chest and the What are you doing there could be more of them what if they kill you what if you arent careful enough...

He grimaced slightly at the dead creature lying limp, dark blood now crusted around the sharp branch and around the beast. Its sharp teeth were still visible.

Definately longer than the last one.