Wolf Rachael
He pulled using my own momentum against me, and slammed me into the ground with enough force to crack the earth.
Pain exploded through my body, but I rolled, kicking out at his legs. He jumped backward, and I was on my feet again, silver light blazing around me like armor.
"You're strong," Kelvin acknowledged, settling into a fighting stance that spoke of decades of combat experience. "Stronger than I expected. But you're not thinking, Racheal. You're all rage and no strategy. That makes you predictable."
"I don't need strategy to tear you apart!" I phased again, this time appearing above him, both hands coming down with claws extended to rip his head from his shoulders.
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