The Mark of The Wolve

Kagerou grew up to be at least 8 feet tall. His back hunched over and his spine poked out of his back like spikes. A very hairy tail sprouted out of his tailbone. Kagerou started laughing. Draco could feel that Kagerou's strength massively increased. However, Draco didn't care. He would still make quick work of him. Draco stretched open his mouth and started charging up a fireball in his throat. Kagerou stuck out his hands and vomited up blood on them. Kagerou leaped towards Draco and mounted him, repeatly shoving his claws into his neck. Draco endured the pain and flew into the air, trying to get Kagerou off of him. However, Kagerou wasn't going anywhere. His grip was extremely tight. The more Draco scrambled around in the air, the deeper Kagerou's claws sunk into Draco's neck. Blood splattered out of Draco's neck, and Draco flew to the ground. This was an ancient technique only Kagerou knew. He was the master of the Wolf School. This technique was called The Death Grip. Get the fuck off of me!" yelled Draco. Kagerou started laughing. No way in hell will I let you go." You are a threat to this world and you must be put down." Only I can achieve this." Once we kill the rest of your pers and those fucking elves, we will take over the world."

Draco didn't like Kagerou's choice of words. Golden energy started seeping out of Draco's pores. Kagerou knew he was in trouble. The golden energy burst out of his body like a shockwave which sent Kagerou flying into the air. His claws finally popped out of Draco's neck, freeing Draco from his grip. Kagerou snapped his fingers and he reverted back into a human. He levivtated down to the ground and quickly found his katana. Blood began leaking down from Draco's neck. You'll pay for that, you mangy mutt." Kagerou snickered. I'll like to see you try." Draco flapped his wings and flew towards Kagerou. Kagerou closed his eyes and breathed through his nostrils. He tightly clutched his hand's katana. Draco opened his mouth and was about to swallow Kagerou whole until Kagerou sidestepped out of the way without placing his feet on the ground. Draco knew he messed up. Suddenly Kagerou managed to slice off Draco's head with the single swing of his sword. Blood splattered everywhere like a wild water hose. Guy watched from the sidelines and was completely dumbfounded. The entire time Kagerou could've killed Draco. He was just observing him. Draco's huge body plopped on the ground like a bag of cement. Kagerou cleaned the blood off his sword and sheathed it. Hot steam was coming out of where Draco's head used to be. Kagerou approached Draco's head and cracked off one of his horns to keep it as a souvenir. He always did this to beasts and monsters he killed.

Kagerou stared at the horn and sniffed it. Suddnely the horn flashed gold for a second. Kagerou shoved the horn in his back pocket and squinted his eyes. His neck was tight. Damn, I need a massage." As Kagerou turned around and walked away from Draco's body. Suddnely Kagerou heard some sloshing noises. He slowly turned around and noticed that Draco's body was fluttering like a fish. Kagerou backed away. Ah, shit." Draco was regenrating. The only way to stop a dragon from reviving was to cut out his heart. This was something Kagerou didn't study or observe about dragons. Draco's tail suddenly whapped Kagerou through a boulder. Another head popped out of where his original head uses to be. His face was covered in some kind of green fluid. Draco had a very serious expression on his face. " I can see you haven't done your research, bitch." Because if you did, I would've been dead." Tch, I wish I was still living in The Golden Age. Kagerou's left arm was broken and twisted like a pretzel. Kagerou was breathing heavily.