Adrian's body kept getting bigger and bigger with each passing moment and each time he kept losing more and more of himself.
The more he lost control, the more the werewolves lost control, the only one still sound was Annie.
' This is bad, I have to stop him otherwise..' she took a step forward then clutched her head.
She only had gotten closer by a single step but the voice in her head grew louder and more overwhelming.
It didn't sound like Adrian at all, the voice felt ancient and vast, as vast as the world itself, it pounded on her head like a sledgehammer.
She watched Adrian, fortunately his focus was on the wraith leader. He lunged, the ground beneath his feet shattered.
A shockwave spread out as if a bomb had detonated. He covered the distance between them in a blink of an eye.
His claws drew arcs across the air as they slashed at the he wraith, unfortunately for it, Adrian was it worst match.
