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Sunless didn't bother with pleasantries, and transformed into a gray humanoid wolf with green eyes and attacked peter.

"Hey, that's not fair, I'm trying to be nice here!" Peter said, as he retreated and turned into a gray werewolf too.

Giving a guttural howl, he attacked Sunless in anger. As he crashed with Sunless both of them retreated by two steps, separated and circled each other.

As they circled each other, Peter looked agitated. He snarled at Sunless trying to agitate him to attack, but Sunless remained calm with his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

Not able to take the wait, Peter attacked as he rushed at Sunless with careless abandon. But sunless camly looked at him and dodged his claw attack.

As Peter attacked Sunless with his claws and legs ferociously seemingly to have lost his sanity, Sunless received all calmly attacking and retreating when required.

The insane looking Peter attacked, he left an opening in his chest and abdomen area. The calm Sunless couldn't let go of the opportunity and attacked his sternum with a ferocious claw swipe.

Suddenly, the ferocious Peter smiled as his abdomen muscles tightened looking like slabs of rock.

Sunless' heart skipped, but the attack was on the way and to retract and defend would give Peter the chance to counterattack. Putting more energy to the swipe it landed on Peter's abdomen muscles, but the muscles felt like stone rather than flesh only drawing a drop of blood leaving a scratch behind.

Immediately, Peter brought his arms together and hugged sunless to himself, locking his neck in his arms. As sunless tried to get out of the neck lock, he attacked Peter clawing his body all over but Peter didn't budge.

"Just admit defeat, you can't hurt me with all these tickles!" Peter said and released howl to the air, and tightened his arms around sunless neck. But Sunless stubbornly resisted and increased the attack on Peter in fervor.

"You… w..wi.. n!" Sunless said through gritted teeth while he kept hyperventilating. Peter released Sunless who crumpled on the floor in a heap, as he gasped for breath and gulped in a large amount of air. His body on the floor shrank as he reverted to his human form, he has a purple bruise on his neck testimony of what he passed through in the hands of Peter.

"You see, was that too hard?" Peter asked, as his mouth widened in a feral grin. With a shake of his body, the furs retracted to his body and his height and muscle mass reduced. Returning to his normal self. "I think I won," he said looking at old man Jack who nodded noncommittally.

"And you call that a fight!" oldman jack said, mockingly with a raised eyebrow. "You fight like animals imitating human beings, learn to relinquish control and allow your wolf to take over," he said.

"Derek and Jason you're next" he said. Moving to the clearing, Derek faced the tall Jason. Despite being tall he was still dwarfed by Jason's height.

As Jason turned to his warrior form, his broad shoulders thickened and his chest muscles inflated. His rock hard ab muscles, came down to a very slim waist followed by a set of powerful thigh and calves. Obviously he was built for speed primarily.

Derek's heart palpitated, not out of fear but anticipation. His head elongates to a wolf snout, he added a few inches in height as furs grew from his exposed skin. His eyes also turned electric blue but are tinged red at the edges.

Derek charged at Jason, in order to take the initiative. But, Jason was faster. As Jason's thigh muscles tightened, he stomped his left hind leg on the floor causing it to vibrate as he charged at Derek.

Derek saw that Jason is faster, he remembered how old man Jack tripped him and decided to try it out..

As they were about to crash into each other, Derek suddenly moved sideways to the left and extended his right hind leg. Jason seemed to have expected this, he stomped his left foot on the floor. Using it as fulcrum pivoted to his right and smashed into Derek with his shoulder which created a thud sound.

Derek, who was smashed by the shoulder. Flew three meters and skidded his wolf paws on the floor to stop his movement, stopping when he was four meters from his initial position. He looked at Jason, surprised by his quick reflexes which are way better than his.

Deciding to end the fight to stop any factors. It was at this moment that a set of people entered the training square.

They're a group of three, two men– one of them taller than the other and a woman. The two men and a woman are decked in black leather clothes. A black undershirt, black long pants with a black cloak bearing a bold crimson wolf paw circled by a crescent blood moon.

They surveyed the crowd with their stoic expression before zoning on Derek who is in the middle of the crowd fighting with Jason. All the cadets all gazed at them reverently.

Ignoring Derek and all the reverent gaze received from the cadets. They walked towards oldman jack, as their gaze turned respectfully.

Oldman jack smiled at them, moving to old man jack they stared blankly at him. They all know that this means they're communicating telepathically. Which means that whatever they're discussing is not meant for them but this didn't stop the reverent gaze they receive from the cadets.

Oldman Jack countenance changed as his face squeezed into a frown, he shook his head in disagreement like a rattle drum. "Not on my watch!" he screamed verbally in disagreement.

"This is beyond us, it's an order from the Alpha," the woman said with a helpless sigh. Old man Jack's face flashed with a different expression and settled in resignation as he sighed.

"Go on, I won't stop you. Thanks for respecting these old bones of mine" oldman Jack said with a nod while he backed the crowd, not willing to watch what was about to transpire. All this seems long but happened in a few seconds.

The group of three heaved a sigh of relief as their expression returned to their stoic condition. They moved and surrounded the fight between Derek and Jason from different directions.

"Derek Adamo, do you admit to your crime?!" the taller man asked in a loud voice that reverberated in the training square.