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Before long, the thick fog dissipated, and Boss Ugly and the other guy were caught by Xander Faris and Emmett Breathnach in a miserable manner. Cultivator named Boss Ugly had two calves cut off by Xander Faris and was lying on the ground, shivering. The other guy who spoke was much more miserable. Under the sharp claws and teeth of the Golden-armored Bloodshed Leopard, there was hardly a single piece of intact flesh around his body.

I already have men on their way to the scene as we speak it appears the creature has just been stunned, you did quite a bit of damage so good job. Dantzler: That's! BULLSHIT!! ALSO YEAH WHERE DID XANNE GO, BUT NO THAT'S BULLSHIT! I won fair ad square..... damnit fine! (With a heavy sigh he stretches both of his arms out and cracks his back then begins charging forward into the desert after the creature) [A little deeper into the underground military base Xanne has begun walking around with what appears to be a camouflage color shopping cart and is picking up items as he goes along]

Each movement was powerful and graceful, his presence commanding respect from anyone who crosses him. Mikhail, though slightly smaller, was equally impressive. His fur was a dark grey, almost silver, with streaks of black running through it. His eyes were a warm amber, glowing with a fierce intelligence and cunning. Mikhail’s movements were swift and agile, embodying a lethal blend of strength and speed. Fully shifted, they both let out a collective howl, a sound that echoed through the forest, a signal to everyone that the devil is back . They sprinted through the woods, their paws barely making a sound on the forest floor, moving as one cohesive unit.

To werewolves, carrying one lumber that would be weighted a ton was nothing. But of course, when they were in town, they have to pretend to have 4 people to carry it. “Do you have something for me?” Zack, the new member of the pack with his black hair and blue eyes, was asking Xavier for some works. “You can carry the lumber like the rest,” Xavier said as he was noting on the ledger that he was carrying. “No, he will not. He barely recovered,” Arthur said as he was grimacing at Xavier. The Beta rolled his eyes at the Gamma before he whistled.

But my legs were rooted to the spot, my entire being consumed by the chaos unfolding before me. Caleb, recovering from his fall, charged once more, his makeshift weapon raised high. He was a force of nature, driven by the need to protect, to fight against the looming threat. The bear, sensing the combined resolve of its adversaries, let out a final, frustrated growl before retreating into the depths of the forest, its dark form disappearing amongst the trees.

[Calisse: Damn] Luke gasps. The polar bear growls at the smell of blood in the air. Cayro is a Kodiak bear shifter and has enhanced healing like the rest of us. He will survive. The wounds will heal slowly and he's in for a painful forty-eight hours, but he'll survive. “Fuck.” Matheson mutters as he sees his bloodied friend screaming in pain on the ground. “All right, guys. He's a goner. Let's finish him off.” He looks my bear in the eye with a sad look. “I'm sorry, Army. I tried.”

The bear’s eyes glinted in the moonlight, and it let out a low growl, its breath visible in the cold air. Damien stepped forward, summoning his wolf as his eyes flashed a deep golden hue. The bear, sensing the dominance in Damien’s stance, hesitated. They locked eyes for a moment, a silent battle of wills. Damien didn’t flinch, his wolf’s presence exuding authority, a natural command that few creatures dared challenge. After what felt like an eternity, the bear let out a huff and turned away, lumbering back into the forest.

"I can't... I can't turn it off. The Wolf wants more. It wants the Spire. It wants the Source." But before I could reach for him, a massive, golden beam of light shot down from the lead Dreadnought. It wasn't a weapon; it was a Traction-Beam—heavy, pressurized light designed to haul dead starships. The beam hit Dante, pinning him to the docks before lifting him off the ground. He roared, his Void-claws slashing at the golden cage, but the Council’s "Sovereign-Grade" tech was too dense for a new Wraith to shatter.

A Green Rank cultivator couldn't dodge that unless Dakota is lucky. Frederick's eyes widened. His confident smile had disappeared. He glare at Dakota and saw that she was still calm. Frederick got annoyed. He summoned his spirit beast which is the Cursed Gorilla that he got from auctioning. The Cursed Gorilla, which is a One Moon Star Beast that can defeat a Blue Rank Advance level. The crowd was mesmerized by how huge the Cursed Gorilla is. They were amazed since this is the first time they see a One Moon Star Beast attack. They felt pity for Dakota since she will definitely be crashed.