Black Cat Spider Man Novels & Stories

Why can't I make my body do what I want? I got this. I feel my panther ripping through, and my vision finally returns. A man is now scooting away from me, hand holding the giant gash in his face my panther had given him when he came out. His eye was hanging by a thread, and blood was soaking the black sweatshirt he was wearing. "Fuck!" He gargles as my panther tears into him, finishing him. I can see a cloth clutched in one of his hands. It smells like chemicals.

Yman's body was enveloped by black mana as he was slowly pushing his body to get up. The Noble Rat wondered if this person just playing dead a moment ago. Never did the Noble Rat expected for this human to hide such a card up his sleeves. He was dying just a moment ago, but now, his body had something weird on it. The current Yman has ears the same as the Noble Rat but it colored like black smoke. His hands have black long nails but the sizes and forms were the same as that of the Noble Rat and his eyes had turned red, but in this state, his vision was unhindered in this dark surroundings. He even has a black tail grown on its back the same as the Noble rat.

She looks like a butterfly flying from one flower to another. "WHAT THE HECK?!!!!!!! Did I just encounter a phantom?!" Yet as if the situation can't get any worse, he saw a little black cat running after him. He did not dare blink his eyes anymore, because he saw how the little black cat was transforming into a huge black panther. "This won't do!" He reaches out for something inside his vest and right after that, he pointed out an ordinary-looking piece of a stick towards Nero. "STAMATISTE EKEI"