Mike, the werewolf with wings, stood tall, his eyes blazing with determination. His arms were adorned with chains that ended in synth-like blades, the metal gleaming with a faint red energy.
The chains seemed to be an extension of Arik's own body, moving in tandem with his muscles. As he flexed his arms, the chains rattled and the blades quivered, their red energy pulsating with anticipation.
With a fierce battle cry, mike launched himself at the AIs, his chains flashing through the air. The synth-like blades sliced through the mechanical bodies with ease, their red energy leaving trails of destruction in their wake.
Luna, fought alongside Mike, her claws tearing through the AIs with deadly precision. Together, the werewolf duo tore through the enemy ranks, their movements a blur of fur and steel.
