A growl leaves Becks throat and King is on his feet with his own loud growl rumbling from his throat. Im only seeing half of this because the red haze takes over and theres no fighting it this time. The table separates King from Beck, but not from me. With powerful legs, more animal than human, I launch onto the thick wood and land inches from Beck, who is still in human form. Theres nothing human left in me, Im all Warrior. In a slow, delicate move, I slide my gigantic tongue from between huge jaws and slide it up along Becks cheek.