"Did he dodge it?"
Velda thought in disbelief, watching as her blade missed the target and hit the ground behind him.
High up on the mountain, unnoticed by her target, and with a well-thrown blade, she should have had a 100% kill mark, yet she had missed.
It sent an unconscious thump through her heart, but her expression remained cold as ever.
"A hard target, huh?"
She mused, shifting her hand as another blade slid into her palms, but when she turned back to him…
BAAADUMP!
A loud thump echoed in her chest as she looked down at him.
He had changed.
The same young man who had appeared completely oblivious and easy to kill was now radiating bloodlust from those crimson eyes.
What was worse, a blurry phantom coated his body, adding a menacing aura that chilled her to the spine.
"A… werewolf?"
BOOOOOM!
The reverberation reached her as he suddenly flashed away from where he stood.
Immediately, she took three steps back, each step sending a blade flashing forward toward him.
