Julian jumped back at the shot. It was a good shot, and he breathed out a sigh of relief. The bullet was still in the Wolfman's calf, and the silver in the wound would keep him out of commission for a while. It wouldn't kill him, but it'd keep him from moving much for a few hours.
He looked back at the guy with a half-grin. "Wolfman down. Should we tie him up or something, you think?" He looked around briefly, hoping for some rope that might work for a while.