A bird?
As expected, after the Altered Hunter had brought out his sword with the heated edge, the larger Werewolf became far more cautious. It leapt up onto one of the large trees and climbed it midway, continuously growling at the hunter, as if trying to intimidate him. However, what it was really trying to do was wait for its wound to heal. It seemed to take longer than other injuries. Even when the Werewolf stopped bleeding there was still a burn mark that remained on its chest.
‘This Altered’s healing speed is faster than anything I have encountered before.’ The Altered Hunter noticed. ‘Its fighting style resembles that of a wild beast, making him very unpredictable. Still, it's far weaker and has less tricks up its sleeve than other Altered I had to face.’