Omega Bound
His fingernails sharpened, into thick, yellowed claw that clicked against his tactical gear.
“To get to the master, you have to get through me.” He countered, his posture shifting to a Predator’s crouch. “And I've been waiting for this rematch for years, let's see if Fenrir's alpha bleeds any differently than the rest of us.”
He didn’t wait for my reply, we didn’t trade words anymore.
He jumped landing in front of me before i could get my bearings, we traded blows that would have pulverized a human's skeleton.
Elias was a tank, slow but hitting heavy, but hitting with devastating force of a wreaking ball. I ducked a wild swing, but the sent another one that caught me in my ribs.