Fated To The Elf Princess
The Cruk howled in pain and was unable to stop Curl, because he was too fast, and scratching the body of the Cruk like it was all he had to do with his life, without composure, without lane, without stopping, he kept tearing the Cruk's skin, and as he did, he growled more, got stronger, something was changing, the blood of the Cruk was all over his hands, all over his claws, and all over his face, he couldn't stop and wouldn't stop, the Cruk wasn't dieing but getting the pain of it's life.
"Curl stop! Little Ben what's happening to him?! You have to stop him!" Pradai yelled out.
"No. This is his time, this is who he is, a Biac. let it all out Curl! Let it all out!"
His blood stained claws st
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