Wolf Hunt
Within the Wolf Valley, a great battle was taking place, as a single human being chose to go against multiple wolves all by themself.
It was a woman dressed in black. A tight fit gear that held her figure perfectly well, illustrating her top class athletic figure. One at the peak of peak human physiology.
She dashed through the forest at insane speed, crossing multiple meters in just a single step.
She was so fast, she felt like a blur of dark light as she traversed hundreds of meters with every step, and leaving behind a pack of wild angry wolves numbering in the thousands.
And amongst these wolves, some were capable of traveling at sound speed, and tailed behind her. They had speed-type mutations.
Yet they could still not catch up to her. 'My speed has been decreasing lately. It's as if I am being suppressed by something. Like I am almost ten times slower than I usually am.' The woman thought as she ran.