Oh believe me so would I, but some people just aren't that fortunate. [Or have no memories of how he even got those powers, but Molly is so delirious with fight frenzy and the thrill of having his own familiar abilities back, he just sounds delighted by everything.] It's a family thing. Buy me a drink later, and I'll tell you all about it.

[The grievously wounded wolf gets another bite in and once again Molly shrugs off the poison, snarling back at it, and the second leaps up to try and grab his arm and succeeds. Molly's got cuts and scrapes and bite marks every which way, but the poison doesn't take hold. It's still showing on his face, the sweat beading as he tries to keep ahead of their snapping, fatal jaws. He makes another swipe and successfully decapitates the wolf he'd nearly run through, bringing him down to one, and gives the other another slice across the ribs.] One down!