Moran furrowed his brow, not paying attention to what Gerardo said. Instead, he asked again about where was Gerardo when the tragedy happened.
“Don't change the topic! Do you have words to my question right now?”
Gerardo was struggling to keep himself, trying his hardest to stay awake. Gerardo realizes that whatever he feels will result in his transformation into a werewolf. Furthermore, and maybe more importantly, this desire instantaneously links Gerardo's spirit.
Brak!
Moran slammed his fist into the table, then stood up and stared at Gerardo. Gerardo continued to feel agony and heat throughout his body, and his vision gradually became fuzzy. Gerardo realized that everything had gotten out of hand.
"I-I'm begging you, please let me go now." Gerardo stammered, sweat streaming down his body as he whispered.