The Wandering Women

Benson Walton's POV:

I couldn't describe what kind of feeling it was. The moment the young man spoke, all the hair on my body stood on end. I couldn't help but shift my position. My sharp teeth and claws gradually broke through the prison of the human form. This was my self-defense mechanism, trying to protect my safety.

There was no doubt that he was a dangerous person. Even though he looked as fair and slender as any child of a noble family, he did not look like he had been on the battlefield. However, he was indeed dangerous. He could use a power that I didn't know and couldn't understand to take down everyone present easily.

"Step back, Kevin." I pulled Kevin behind me and nervously stared at the luxuriously dressed young man. "He's dangerous. Calm down. Don't underestimate him."

Kevin didn't say a word, so I couldn't turn back to observe his reaction. It was the young man who laughed disdainfully when he saw my actions.