There was blood dripping down Gary’s sides, down his midsection, and his arm was still cut, albeit slowly healing away. Comparing the two Werewolves' bodies, no one would think Gary was winning in this fight. In fact, ever since it began, there wasn’t a real moment where it seemed as if the Alpha had been winning.
Nevertheless, right now Gary was the one standing, while Midwak was the one that was on one knee.
“I have seen many resilient Werewolves, but you… you’re like freaking zombie!” Midwak shouted in annoyance as he jumped from his position and tried to strike Gary’s head. Lifting both of his arms, he took the blow, defending his head, while lifting his leg up and kicking Midwak right in the stomach once again.
‘With Last Stand at Lv. 2, I have 1 minute 30 seconds to turn the tide, I’ll just have to make sure to make the most of this time!’ Gary thought to himself.