Two veins were rising on the top of Berry’s head after hearing the comments, and strange darkened blue scales grew past her fist and slightly went above her wrists, but it was the only visible change in her appearance.
“I thought the Howlers were all filled with goody two-shoes,” Berry said as she started to pound her fist into the palm of her hand. Each time, a small explosion was heard like a firecracker, accompanied by a small puff of smoke.
“I was starting to think you guys didn’t actually have roots of a gang, but it looks like I might have been wrong after all.”
Olivia wasted no time. She started to transform back into her Apex Predator Class Werewolf form. In the middle of her body changing, she swung her whip and it wrapped around Berry’s wrist.
It intertwined, holding on tight, and then with a yank, Olivia had pulled herself forward, and now a werewolf with long limbs was coming right at her.