The Outcome

Kai—a man who used his head unlike some of the other Werewolves in the pack—was cautious. It was quite clear Midwak had activated something, a power from within. He didn’t want to rush in when he wasn’t sure what his opponent could do.

Midwak had always been a strong Werewolf and had pushed himself to grow in order to try to match up against Gary. It was just that Gary had gone so far ahead of everyone else, it was hard for them to gauge. And Midwak was truly a lone wolf, staying in Notsburg away from everyone else, who knew what he had been doing to train, or what he had been through till today.

"Come on!" Midwak shouted as he swung his hands out. Just like before, claw marks appeared in the air. They cut the air, and as the tail end scraped across the ground, they cut that as well.

The attack was the same as before, but the number of attacks wasn’t. Midwak was constantly swinging his arms at a massive amount of speed, and the strikes were coming out nonstop.