Jumping back, Ayla furrowed her brows as the feeling she was getting from Egil was strange.
That aura… No doubt it belonged to a Hybrid. But it was unlike any Hybrid she had felt before.
It's something far more… Raw, primitive. Not to mention the high concentration of blood within his body.
Even now, he's still mutating but something was keeping him in check, stopping him from tipping over the line of no return.
"What are you?" Ayla questioned, unable to wrap her mind around Egil's existence.
*BANG!!!
"!!!" Widening her eyes, she felt Egil's fist collide with her face.
Crashing back from the hit, she quickly recovered and saw him charging at her once more.
Adjusting herself so that his attack wouldn't work, she revealed a confident expression only for it to freeze up as his fist slammed into her chest.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" She roared, unable to comprehend the fact that Egil could hit her!