The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man.“You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf.He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.Mark rushed after the phantom, his feet, and his hands aiding his movement, while his fangs were exposed toward the other. He tore the phantom with his claws, causing the other to stagger, while he still had his large shoulders to push the phantom to the ground.He growled at its face, showing off his strength. His pride was subdued by the counterattack of the phantom when the phantom arose from the ground and sp
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