[Blood Berserker]
The world shifted. Heat roared through his veins like molten metal, muscles swelling with explosive power. His heart hammered not in fear, but in savage exhilaration. Every sense sharpened, he could hear the minute rasp of the wolf's breath, smell the iron tang of its saliva, and feel the subtle tremor in the ground as its claws pressed into the soil.
The wolf lunged, its left claw sweeping for his chest with murderous precision.
Astrael's lips curled. 'Too slow.'
He dropped low, sliding beneath the blow, his shoulder grazing the coarse fur as he passed under. Twisting up from the crouch, he drove his fist upward into the wolf's jaw.
BAM!
The impact cracked like a thunderclap, the beast's head snapping back. Its snarl turned into a guttural roar, more from outrage than pain.
Astrael landed lightly on his feet, eyes locked on the enemy. "You wanted a hunt… now you've got one."
