Samora tires to reach the gun

Knowing that it’s her only chance, she jumps to the gun, reaching with her hands for that weapon. She wasn’t very far, but werewolf noticed her move. His iron fist lands on her back, pinching her to the earth. Samora cries, as she falls down. Werewolf grabs her and carries on his shoulder. Beast moves to the forest, with screaming Samora in his hands. None ever saw her again.