Your Highness
When Nicholai spoke, a horde of black bats flew out of the shoot nearby. The bidders scampered to the side, but sirens dropped from the ceiling as if they had been hiding there for a while now. The bats turned into a woman in a long evening gown. Her hair was white, and her eyes were bleeding black. She jumped at the auctioneer and killed him with one strike.
The sirens bit into the bidders, but some bidders had guns. As soon as one fired off, Nicholai held onto Darius's tighter. He dashed toward the one holding a gun and swung his leg to take the human down with a kick on the human's face. Pop! Another went off, boring a hole in Nicholai's suit.
"My, let me vent my anger." Nicholai brought the child down and mercilessly ripped his clothes in a quick transformation. When a huge werewolf showed up, the bidders knew that they were all going to die. Without anything silver, they couldn't do anything to this therianthrope.