CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Alex's POV

(…one last mission)

As he drew closer, the werewolf began sniffing the air, as though he could pick a scent. Alex paused for a while. It didn’t seem like a regular rogue and its size made him doubt his ability to overpower it. It continued deep into the forest on its four limbs. Alex followed behind, calculating his first move. Although it showed no form of aggressiveness judging by the stealth in its movement, Alex hoped to launch a perfect attack. Alex paused again as it made another piercing howl.

Just before it drooped back its raised head, Alex slammed his two fists on its back. Its cry vibrated the silence of the night. It pulled away from the weight of Alex’s body and turned around towards him. Its eyes glowed brighter as it attempted a pounce on him. Alex dodged the attack and decided to switch to his special powers. He zapped its four limbs with the tips of his now-pointy fingers. It fell to the forest grounds immediately, wriggling vigorously. He had no intention