Battle Day (6)
The werewolf stood up, and as it roared, a net of black lightning surrounded its body before it blasted into the air. Everything around him was shattered into dust.
The wolf, now angrier than ever, looked around as it launched on all four of its limbs. The werewolf punched, but Ben dodged to the left. It dashed towards the mosquito again, each of its punches and kicks strong enough to shatter down a building.
Hundreds of attacks were made within 10 seconds; the once beautiful village and houses were planned to dust, but Ben was still dodging the attacks casually left and right.
The series of exchanges were so fast that even Alex's thunder magic would feel dull in comparison.
"Darn creature!" The werewolf screamed annoyed. As it converged its lightning powers, its veins bulged up, and his whole body was now bathed in the black sparks.