REBIRTH OF THE STORMWOLF
I made a dodge, but he was too fast.
He grabbed my neck, lifting me off the ground, his eyes red with anger.
He was choking the life out of me. I hit him a couple of times on his hand while my face turned pale, my eyes popping out of their sockets.
Tears escaped my eyes as I thought this was truly the end for me, but in an instant, a strong force knocked him off, and I fell on my knee, coughing hard, clutching my neck, wide-eyed and in shock.
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