Sheyan’s phrase of ‘just one minute is enough’ deeply hurt the werewolf’s heart, as its eyes flashed with fury and humiliation!
Howling to the sky, the werewolf raised its flexed furry arms up as it unyieldingly received the incoming blade slash, before following up with a swipe of its dull-yellowish claws towards the opponent’s throat!
He wanted to enlighten this damned foe on the term known as boasting shamelessly!!!
Blood splashed but none belonged to the werewolf. Instead, it was a chunk of Sheyan’s chest that got ripped apart as blood spurted profusely.
His saber had surprisingly slashed against this werewolf to no avail!
A great astonishment welled up in Sheyan’s heart because it felt as though his inevitable slash, had struck against an incomparably tough padding that shielded the werewolf. Slashing but not cutting, stabbing but not penetrating, the momentum of his saber was heavily obstructed.