Chapter 72 – Flicks of Doom

Time was running out. Zane knew it.

His Demonification state had only minutes left—and he needed to finish this.

With a burst of phantom-like speed, he closed the distance. One second he was there—then gone—then reappeared beside the beast.

The werewolf growled, baring its fangs.

Zane calmly raised a single finger and flicked it right against the beast's forehead.

Crack!

The force sent the towering creature skidding backward, rolling violently across the grassland.

Sebastian, still conscious within his monstrous form, roared in fury and lunged. His massive jaws opened wide, aiming to rip Zane apart with one brutal bite.

Too slow.

Zane vanished again and reappeared at the same spot—flick—another precise hit on the forehead.

And again.

And again.

Flick. Flick. Flick.

Each strike landed in the exact same place—relentless, precise, and terrifyingly powerful.