“Stay back,” you sternly warn the werewolves. “For you see, I am no ordinary human. I am a wizard who wields ancient, powerful magic I learned a couple months ago at the local YMCA. So if you don’t want to get your fur fricasseed, I suggest you move back!”
The werewolves look at each other, confused. They shrug, then continue to advance on you. Looks like you’ll have to follow-up on your warning for them to get the message.